Chapter 2: Powers and New Guardians
*Death is a release
It beckons for your soul You have only to answer the call Never fear death
Its warm embrace will hold you tight As you forget the times That you have forgotten yourself Never fear death
The cry of a stoned heart will not be heard As the wind blows warm whispers to its lover You are nothing in a world of vast nothingness Embrace your death; never fear death*
These were the first thoughts that registered in the girl's head. As she opened her eyes, she was met with kind blue ones staring down at her.
*Who is that?! Where am I?!* Though all this was running through the girl's head, she stayed calm. She looked straight up at the ceiling, not moving a muscle.
"Do you think it worked Ro," Scott said, walking up behind her.
"She made quick eye contact with me, so I think she will be ok Scott," Ororo said brushing a small strand of purple hair out of the girl's face.
It seemed Logan was the only one, who realized what the kid was doing. She was very slowly moving her muscles to see if she was strapped in any way at all. The movements were so slight, that even to Logan, it almost looked as though she were not moving at all.
*"Slick kid."*
Ororo turned to ask Jean a question, when all of a sudden; she felt a swift wind blow by her. She turned quickly to see the girl standing away from them all, crouching slightly, holding a long pole arm with a very wicked looking blade on the end. Ororo looked and saw the look of contempt, and deep-rooted hatred in her eyes. A slight tremor went down her back, as she thought about being attacked with something like that. She had never seen such a beautiful and exotic looking weapon before, though this girl seemed to know how to use this, still very deadly weapon, with fatal accuracy.
They all seemed slightly taken aback by this girl readying for the attack. They also noticed for the first time, that this was no young girl, it couldn't be. She was very scantly dressed, only wearing a very short pair of lavender shorts, a lavender sport like bra hugging her upper body tightly, and covering this was a black pair of suspenders. She wore a see through long shell like jacket, which was purple and hung slightly to the floor. She had a woman's figure that she was obviously proud of. She was quite tall around 6'0 give or take an inch. She had a slim waste, and an abdomen that showed off a nice six-pack. Her legs were slim and well toned, and were a creamy caramel color, just as all the rest of her skin. Though, she had all this muscle, she still seemed female, not overly muscular.
As everyone looked at this, it was not what caught them as amazing, but her coloring. Her hair was thick, long, and wavy, dragging on the floor behind her. The roots of her hair were pink, and it went on this color till her hair reached her ear, from there it was a lovely dark purple. It was this color until it reached the floor. From there it was sky blue. Her eyebrows and eyes could not be seen, for she wore a pair of dark glasses. She moved slightly, which pulled everyone from his or her thoughts.
"We are not going to hurt you," Charles said wheeling slightly towards her.
She looked skeptical and crouched lower, spinning the pole arm with graceful accuracy, making it disappear. She noticed that the woman with the blond hair was not looking at her angrily, nor was the funny-haired man (guess who), or the man in the wheelchair, but the guy with the laser glasses was staking towards her slowly, as was the woman with red hair. All of a sudden Jean and Scott ran in opposite directions and grabbed her wrist.
"Don't fight us, it will be useless," Scott said securing her wrist.
They walked her toward the doors, smirking as she walked by Logan. Before they could blink, she flipped backwards through the gap by her arms and kicked the duo in the chest, sending them flying into some medical items.
"I like this kid," Logan said, looking amused at the two picking themselves up. It must have been some hella-fied kicks because; they were gasping for breath, and holding their chest.
"She seems very skilled with her powers Logan. We don't know what she may be capable of," Ro said looking seriously at him as he just smirked.
Professor X went slowly towards her, but she moved away. Jean and Scott stood, readying for another attack, until the girl held her arms straight up. She held her right hand directly in front of her, and suddenly brought her left hand down in great swift force, replacing the position of her right hand at her left side, simultaneously bringing her right hand down by her side. Suddenly a thick impenetrable ring of fire appeared around Jean and Scott.
"What da hell!" Logan's eyes got a little wide at the site.
"Please young lady stop this," Charles pleaded, not wanting them to get hurt.
She ignored his plea, and repeated the phase, this time bringing down lightning to infuse with the fire. Jean and Scott tired to find away to get out, but fail.
"Jean do it," Scott whispered
The girl was about to repeat the phase, until Jean threw up her hand to stop her. The girl stopped, but did not panic. Instead she looked around to find who was trying to hold her, and her eyes fixed on Jean. She relaxed a bit, standing with an amused looked on her face, as if to say "what da hell do you think you are doing, trying to stop me.ha!" Ororo looked at the girl very interested in what the girl would do next, but cautious for her teammates. Pro. Charles had cautioned her and Logan back, telling them to keep their distance. Ro, looked over at Logan who was looking at the "woman" with a great amount of interest and amusement.
"Do you find this amusing Logan?"
"Hell yeah darlin, I do," not taking his eyes off the scene.
Ororo shook her head, rubbing her temple, and then looking up at him curiously. He had never called her darlin before, but she shook off an offbeat thought, and forgot about it.
All of a sudden, the girl ran with such speed and grace, that it could put a cheetah to great shame. She ran through the dangerous ring she had put up and past the duo inside. By this time she was about an inch off the ground, and as she passed Jean, she turned and it seemed like an invisible force knocked Jean towards the fire and lightning. Scott grabbed her. The girl spun gracefully in the air and landed silently on her feet, only a few inches away from Ororo, Logan, and Pro. X.
The Professor had felt an immense mental power coming from the girl when Jean had been knocked to the floor.
"Will you please put out the fire," Ororo said pointing to the fire ring.
The girl looked defiantly at the Ororo, but eventually raised her hand and snapped her fingers, never taking her gaze away from Ororo, emphasizing that she was not following a command, but doing it of her own accord. The fire was gone, but the lightning remained encircling them.
"That too!" Ororo said, once more pointing at the circle, not screaming or angry with the girl, but surprised that this girl seemed to have a slightly twisted since of humor.
The girl only leaned her head slightly down smirking, looking evil, crossing her arms over her chest, and once more snapping her fingers.
"Thank you" Ororo and Pro. X said in unison.
"Nice touch there kid," Logan said smiling slightly at her.
The girl looked at him a little confused, but swiftly let it flee from her face as quickly as it had come. Scott held Jean's head in his lap, and the same time firing at the girl. Before the beam connected, the girl turned around and looked at the beam. Her eye twitched as the beam was about to connect to her chest, but it was dissolved into nothingness, before it even touched solid matter. She raised her hand and the pole arm appeared. She stalked toward him until Ororo grabbed her arm slightly. The girl stopped her movements, but not without shooting death dagger glares at Ororo, then she growled slightly, made the pole arm disappear, and leaned against the wall.
"Is she ok Scott?" Ororo said walking towards them, followed by Pro. X.
Logan walked up next to the girl and looked at her. She looked back.
"Ya know kid, I kinda came to be here da same way. I was hooked to a machine with needles in me; you didn't get that. Fought for a little while too, just not like this," he said pointing around to the damage she had caused. The girl shrugged and huffed.
"Ya don't trust us, do ya kid? Not sayin ya should, but ya should think of dis place as a sort of protection. See that man over there, that's Professor Charles Xavier, kids call him Pro. X, I call him wheels."
From that comment he earned a small low laugh from the girl. He looked down at her. Somehow she was pulling him, like there was a connection between them that he could not place.
"Anyway that man can offer a sorta protection from the humans."
He saw her visible tense at the word humans. He wondered what this kid had been through.
"I don't know what ya've been through kid, but I'd have ta be sorely slackin to not tell ya tensed up when I mentioned humans. I've had BAD experiences wit them. Well kid, I'm Logan. Da woman ya fought is Jean Grey, a telepath with telekinesis powers. Platinum beauty there is Ororo Monroe. She can manipulate weather. Guy holding Jean is ol' One-Eye. Uses those glasses to shoot those beams."
"That's bout all I feel like sayin kid"
The girl then pointed at Logan, as if expecting something. Logan looked at her wondering what the kid wanted.
"What kid?"
She crossed her arms over her chest, legs slightly apart, smirk plastered, looking at Logan.
"What is it kid! Don't just look at me! You can talk can't ya?"
The girl looked up at him as though giving him an answer. He looked down at the girl feeling sorry for her.
"You can't talk can ya kid? Hey didn't mean ta say that."
She looked at him, and shook her hand.
"Don't worry kid, I'll make sure you be ok," realizing now that he was committing himself once again to another teenager. Marie had been the first, but know since she was dating Bobby, she didn't want his overprotective nature ALL the time. He was also glad that she was dating, so know her affections were not on him anymore, she had been like a daughter. He felt that this girl had never had anyone that was even remotely a father figure, and had probably been alone all her life; it was his opinion.
"What did you do," Pro. X said more astonished than angry.
The girl smiled slightly and pointed to her head.
"What does that mean!" Scott screamed.
The girl scowled again, and for some reason Logan went into protective mode.
"He One-Eye! Watch that "high and mighty" tone of yurs. The girl can't speak!"
As Logan said this, he looked at the girl, who now had surprise all over her face.
"Just looking out for ya kid," he whispered to her.
For the first time the girl smiled, a big, beautiful, radiant, smile.
"Sorry about that young lady," Charles said smiling kindly.
"I'm sorry about Scott, he is just upset. Can you show me what you did to Jean, and maybe make it better," Charles asked.
The girl popped her neck and walked over to Ororo. She grabbed her hand and walked her to the middle of the floor. She then stood in front of her a few feet away. Ororo looked curiously as the girl pointed herself, then to her.
"Do you want me to help you with something?" Ororo asked kindly.
The girl shook her head yes, and dropped her hands to her side. Ororo did the same. The girl closed her eyes for a moment, and then opened them, everybody watching closely. Then the girl's pointer finger began to move in a clockwise circle by her side, as did Ororo's. Ororo looked down at her finger then to the girl. The girl's hand began to raise slowly, her finger still spinning. Suddenly Ororo felt electricity surging through her, and then it went through her finger and zapped the girl. The girl looked at her and thanked her with a nod, while the girl's finger continued to spin. Ororo moved slightly to the side standing by Logan. Then they all saw something. It seemed like visible air in invisible air was making a large, wide swirl spanning from her finger. The swirl moved around the room, as if looking for something. It settled over Jean's head.
"Is that what you used to make Jean unconscious" Charles asked.
The girl shook her head yes, and the swirl disappeared. She then pointed at Jean.
"Can you make her better" Scott asked.
She nodded.
"Please do it" Scott asked.
The girl backed up a bit, to give herself room enough. She floated off the floor about a foot. She had her hand on her hip looking like she was concentrating. She raised her left hand and drew a symbol in the air, spun around once, and threw her left hand up. Over Jean formed a large blue ball with blue spurs inside floating and moving from side to side. She walked over to Jean raised her up, and put Jean in the ball. The girl walked toward the other side of he room, and held up the number four.
"She'll have to be in there four hours," Ororo said.
U Decide: If you have time plez answer, it will help my story in the long run. 1. Its obvious the girl and Jean are getting off on a badass note. Should I.. A. Stick with it and keep them out of each other's way. B. Put them head to head in combat every now and again to make Jean look bad. Or C. Eventually have them as halfway friends. 2. In your own words, tell me what you think of the girl so far. Plez no heated stuff, if you hate her that much just don't write, but if she could be improved tell me
*Death is a release
It beckons for your soul You have only to answer the call Never fear death
Its warm embrace will hold you tight As you forget the times That you have forgotten yourself Never fear death
The cry of a stoned heart will not be heard As the wind blows warm whispers to its lover You are nothing in a world of vast nothingness Embrace your death; never fear death*
These were the first thoughts that registered in the girl's head. As she opened her eyes, she was met with kind blue ones staring down at her.
*Who is that?! Where am I?!* Though all this was running through the girl's head, she stayed calm. She looked straight up at the ceiling, not moving a muscle.
"Do you think it worked Ro," Scott said, walking up behind her.
"She made quick eye contact with me, so I think she will be ok Scott," Ororo said brushing a small strand of purple hair out of the girl's face.
It seemed Logan was the only one, who realized what the kid was doing. She was very slowly moving her muscles to see if she was strapped in any way at all. The movements were so slight, that even to Logan, it almost looked as though she were not moving at all.
*"Slick kid."*
Ororo turned to ask Jean a question, when all of a sudden; she felt a swift wind blow by her. She turned quickly to see the girl standing away from them all, crouching slightly, holding a long pole arm with a very wicked looking blade on the end. Ororo looked and saw the look of contempt, and deep-rooted hatred in her eyes. A slight tremor went down her back, as she thought about being attacked with something like that. She had never seen such a beautiful and exotic looking weapon before, though this girl seemed to know how to use this, still very deadly weapon, with fatal accuracy.
They all seemed slightly taken aback by this girl readying for the attack. They also noticed for the first time, that this was no young girl, it couldn't be. She was very scantly dressed, only wearing a very short pair of lavender shorts, a lavender sport like bra hugging her upper body tightly, and covering this was a black pair of suspenders. She wore a see through long shell like jacket, which was purple and hung slightly to the floor. She had a woman's figure that she was obviously proud of. She was quite tall around 6'0 give or take an inch. She had a slim waste, and an abdomen that showed off a nice six-pack. Her legs were slim and well toned, and were a creamy caramel color, just as all the rest of her skin. Though, she had all this muscle, she still seemed female, not overly muscular.
As everyone looked at this, it was not what caught them as amazing, but her coloring. Her hair was thick, long, and wavy, dragging on the floor behind her. The roots of her hair were pink, and it went on this color till her hair reached her ear, from there it was a lovely dark purple. It was this color until it reached the floor. From there it was sky blue. Her eyebrows and eyes could not be seen, for she wore a pair of dark glasses. She moved slightly, which pulled everyone from his or her thoughts.
"We are not going to hurt you," Charles said wheeling slightly towards her.
She looked skeptical and crouched lower, spinning the pole arm with graceful accuracy, making it disappear. She noticed that the woman with the blond hair was not looking at her angrily, nor was the funny-haired man (guess who), or the man in the wheelchair, but the guy with the laser glasses was staking towards her slowly, as was the woman with red hair. All of a sudden Jean and Scott ran in opposite directions and grabbed her wrist.
"Don't fight us, it will be useless," Scott said securing her wrist.
They walked her toward the doors, smirking as she walked by Logan. Before they could blink, she flipped backwards through the gap by her arms and kicked the duo in the chest, sending them flying into some medical items.
"I like this kid," Logan said, looking amused at the two picking themselves up. It must have been some hella-fied kicks because; they were gasping for breath, and holding their chest.
"She seems very skilled with her powers Logan. We don't know what she may be capable of," Ro said looking seriously at him as he just smirked.
Professor X went slowly towards her, but she moved away. Jean and Scott stood, readying for another attack, until the girl held her arms straight up. She held her right hand directly in front of her, and suddenly brought her left hand down in great swift force, replacing the position of her right hand at her left side, simultaneously bringing her right hand down by her side. Suddenly a thick impenetrable ring of fire appeared around Jean and Scott.
"What da hell!" Logan's eyes got a little wide at the site.
"Please young lady stop this," Charles pleaded, not wanting them to get hurt.
She ignored his plea, and repeated the phase, this time bringing down lightning to infuse with the fire. Jean and Scott tired to find away to get out, but fail.
"Jean do it," Scott whispered
The girl was about to repeat the phase, until Jean threw up her hand to stop her. The girl stopped, but did not panic. Instead she looked around to find who was trying to hold her, and her eyes fixed on Jean. She relaxed a bit, standing with an amused looked on her face, as if to say "what da hell do you think you are doing, trying to stop me.ha!" Ororo looked at the girl very interested in what the girl would do next, but cautious for her teammates. Pro. Charles had cautioned her and Logan back, telling them to keep their distance. Ro, looked over at Logan who was looking at the "woman" with a great amount of interest and amusement.
"Do you find this amusing Logan?"
"Hell yeah darlin, I do," not taking his eyes off the scene.
Ororo shook her head, rubbing her temple, and then looking up at him curiously. He had never called her darlin before, but she shook off an offbeat thought, and forgot about it.
All of a sudden, the girl ran with such speed and grace, that it could put a cheetah to great shame. She ran through the dangerous ring she had put up and past the duo inside. By this time she was about an inch off the ground, and as she passed Jean, she turned and it seemed like an invisible force knocked Jean towards the fire and lightning. Scott grabbed her. The girl spun gracefully in the air and landed silently on her feet, only a few inches away from Ororo, Logan, and Pro. X.
The Professor had felt an immense mental power coming from the girl when Jean had been knocked to the floor.
"Will you please put out the fire," Ororo said pointing to the fire ring.
The girl looked defiantly at the Ororo, but eventually raised her hand and snapped her fingers, never taking her gaze away from Ororo, emphasizing that she was not following a command, but doing it of her own accord. The fire was gone, but the lightning remained encircling them.
"That too!" Ororo said, once more pointing at the circle, not screaming or angry with the girl, but surprised that this girl seemed to have a slightly twisted since of humor.
The girl only leaned her head slightly down smirking, looking evil, crossing her arms over her chest, and once more snapping her fingers.
"Thank you" Ororo and Pro. X said in unison.
"Nice touch there kid," Logan said smiling slightly at her.
The girl looked at him a little confused, but swiftly let it flee from her face as quickly as it had come. Scott held Jean's head in his lap, and the same time firing at the girl. Before the beam connected, the girl turned around and looked at the beam. Her eye twitched as the beam was about to connect to her chest, but it was dissolved into nothingness, before it even touched solid matter. She raised her hand and the pole arm appeared. She stalked toward him until Ororo grabbed her arm slightly. The girl stopped her movements, but not without shooting death dagger glares at Ororo, then she growled slightly, made the pole arm disappear, and leaned against the wall.
"Is she ok Scott?" Ororo said walking towards them, followed by Pro. X.
Logan walked up next to the girl and looked at her. She looked back.
"Ya know kid, I kinda came to be here da same way. I was hooked to a machine with needles in me; you didn't get that. Fought for a little while too, just not like this," he said pointing around to the damage she had caused. The girl shrugged and huffed.
"Ya don't trust us, do ya kid? Not sayin ya should, but ya should think of dis place as a sort of protection. See that man over there, that's Professor Charles Xavier, kids call him Pro. X, I call him wheels."
From that comment he earned a small low laugh from the girl. He looked down at her. Somehow she was pulling him, like there was a connection between them that he could not place.
"Anyway that man can offer a sorta protection from the humans."
He saw her visible tense at the word humans. He wondered what this kid had been through.
"I don't know what ya've been through kid, but I'd have ta be sorely slackin to not tell ya tensed up when I mentioned humans. I've had BAD experiences wit them. Well kid, I'm Logan. Da woman ya fought is Jean Grey, a telepath with telekinesis powers. Platinum beauty there is Ororo Monroe. She can manipulate weather. Guy holding Jean is ol' One-Eye. Uses those glasses to shoot those beams."
"That's bout all I feel like sayin kid"
The girl then pointed at Logan, as if expecting something. Logan looked at her wondering what the kid wanted.
"What kid?"
She crossed her arms over her chest, legs slightly apart, smirk plastered, looking at Logan.
"What is it kid! Don't just look at me! You can talk can't ya?"
The girl looked up at him as though giving him an answer. He looked down at the girl feeling sorry for her.
"You can't talk can ya kid? Hey didn't mean ta say that."
She looked at him, and shook her hand.
"Don't worry kid, I'll make sure you be ok," realizing now that he was committing himself once again to another teenager. Marie had been the first, but know since she was dating Bobby, she didn't want his overprotective nature ALL the time. He was also glad that she was dating, so know her affections were not on him anymore, she had been like a daughter. He felt that this girl had never had anyone that was even remotely a father figure, and had probably been alone all her life; it was his opinion.
"What did you do," Pro. X said more astonished than angry.
The girl smiled slightly and pointed to her head.
"What does that mean!" Scott screamed.
The girl scowled again, and for some reason Logan went into protective mode.
"He One-Eye! Watch that "high and mighty" tone of yurs. The girl can't speak!"
As Logan said this, he looked at the girl, who now had surprise all over her face.
"Just looking out for ya kid," he whispered to her.
For the first time the girl smiled, a big, beautiful, radiant, smile.
"Sorry about that young lady," Charles said smiling kindly.
"I'm sorry about Scott, he is just upset. Can you show me what you did to Jean, and maybe make it better," Charles asked.
The girl popped her neck and walked over to Ororo. She grabbed her hand and walked her to the middle of the floor. She then stood in front of her a few feet away. Ororo looked curiously as the girl pointed herself, then to her.
"Do you want me to help you with something?" Ororo asked kindly.
The girl shook her head yes, and dropped her hands to her side. Ororo did the same. The girl closed her eyes for a moment, and then opened them, everybody watching closely. Then the girl's pointer finger began to move in a clockwise circle by her side, as did Ororo's. Ororo looked down at her finger then to the girl. The girl's hand began to raise slowly, her finger still spinning. Suddenly Ororo felt electricity surging through her, and then it went through her finger and zapped the girl. The girl looked at her and thanked her with a nod, while the girl's finger continued to spin. Ororo moved slightly to the side standing by Logan. Then they all saw something. It seemed like visible air in invisible air was making a large, wide swirl spanning from her finger. The swirl moved around the room, as if looking for something. It settled over Jean's head.
"Is that what you used to make Jean unconscious" Charles asked.
The girl shook her head yes, and the swirl disappeared. She then pointed at Jean.
"Can you make her better" Scott asked.
She nodded.
"Please do it" Scott asked.
The girl backed up a bit, to give herself room enough. She floated off the floor about a foot. She had her hand on her hip looking like she was concentrating. She raised her left hand and drew a symbol in the air, spun around once, and threw her left hand up. Over Jean formed a large blue ball with blue spurs inside floating and moving from side to side. She walked over to Jean raised her up, and put Jean in the ball. The girl walked toward the other side of he room, and held up the number four.
"She'll have to be in there four hours," Ororo said.
U Decide: If you have time plez answer, it will help my story in the long run. 1. Its obvious the girl and Jean are getting off on a badass note. Should I.. A. Stick with it and keep them out of each other's way. B. Put them head to head in combat every now and again to make Jean look bad. Or C. Eventually have them as halfway friends. 2. In your own words, tell me what you think of the girl so far. Plez no heated stuff, if you hate her that much just don't write, but if she could be improved tell me