The dream is unsettling to her. She sees herself. Yet she knows that it isn't her. Like looking at a mirror. Only this replica of her happens to be on fire. 'Who are you?' She questions. 'I am the you, you have yet to become. I have traveled far; in time we will need one another. And that is why I am almost upon you; we will do great things together. Strongest when we are together, and weakest when not. Prepare yourself, for once we combine, things will no longer be easy for either of us.' The being tells her.
She awakens to someone crying for help. Though she knows it isn't vocal. And it definitely won't be the last time. Things changed for her and her siblings the day their parents were forced to abandon them. It was that or either perishing in a flaming aircraft. She and her older brother remember, because they were old enough to at the time. And this caused her powers to manifest. She knows her younger brother wishes he could forget, and this becomes the root of his bitterness.
But that is for years to come. Right now, she is a fledging in Apocalypse's army under Sinister's division. A mere twelve year quickly moving up the ranks. In their world when surviving each day is a miracle, a ten-year-old or older is considered an adult. And if survive to old age, then deemed the best of the best. A true survivor of the fittest and Apocalypse wouldn't accept anything less from someone.
For now, however she and her elder brother are on such a path. Showing themselves to be exceptional among Sinister and Apocalypse's forces. Her brother is already a captain and at seventeen. And she knows she is about to be promoted to being his lieutenant. The Bedlams and Guthries' are being coached to be exemplary as well. But for now, she and Scott are demonstrating their prowess, by having an all-out brawl.
Alexander is forced to watch on the sidelines. At being eight Scott agreed to join Sinster's force as one condition that Alex wait until at least he is 10, unlike the two of them. He had always sacrificed himself for his siblings. And he knew she was strong enough to hold her own. The only reason she started almost immediately after Sinister found and took them in.
She almost won against him this time. They were sent on patrol shortly after. She is sporting a black eye, and a deep bruise on her right arm. Another gash above her left eyebrow. The blood slowly creeping into her eye. She is almost a master of her abilities. She has been practicing every day since the moment they appeared. The day her parents died, though this is a fact she has yet to come across. However, for now her name is Rachel Summers. And this is her journey.
And in time she will become known as more than that but for now she is able to hear a thought from half a continent away, if she concentrates hard enough or subconsciously done. She and her brother, Scott are wearing the standard uniform. She halts in her step. "Rachel, what's wrong?" He questions. She hears it faintly. The person is trying to remain calm but is losing enough of it, that she hears their cry. 'Please…' "There is something I need to check. I will explain later." She is gone the next moment.
Taking to the air using her telekinetic ability. She finds him cowering behind a support beam. Not far from Sinister and the Dark Beast's lab. "It's okay. I am not going to hurt you." She tells him. He picks his head out from behind his would be shelter. "Are you sure, you won't be like the other one?" He asks. "The other one?" She responds picking up an image of whom she least expects. "I assure you that I won't hurt you." She sends out a wave of comfort and protection while saying this.
"I could find someone to watch over you, because it isn't safe here. Not even I have enough pull to make it so." She tells him. He flees the next moment. She sees that he was able to pick up an image of Scott. Both connecting the dots at the same time. She chases him, before causing him to go limp. He looks up at her from his current position. The fear hitting her like a tsunami, if such things still existed. A lesser telekinetic and telepathic would succumb to the pressure.
She bends down stroking his hair. She digs to see why he is so afraid of her brother. Picking the truth behind him in the next, along with what she wanted. "I assure you, nephew. I mean you no harm. In fact, there is a place that is rumored to be able to help ones such as us, which I could take you to." She tells him. She sends an image of Avalon to him the next moment. This time he is able to pick up the sincerity from her. He closes his eyes and sends his acquiesce to her.
She picks him up. Putting him on her back. He remains limp. He does let his head lay against her shoulder though. The next moment he is fast asleep. She smiles with this knowledge. The love and protection she feels almost overwhelm her. She only follows Apocalypse and Sinister due to her fondness for her older brother. Beginning the long journey, masking her movements the entire time from the Shadow King.
She lays him down, stroking his forehead. "And you promise he will be taken care of. Because if not I will rectify my decision. And I will visit him as much as I am able to." She questions/says. "I assure you, Rachel Summers. The boy…" "My nephew," She interrupts. "Your nephew?" The person asks. "My name is Nate. At least, that is what the scary man called me." The boy speaks. He pulls on what he is able to grab. "Where are you going, Aunt Rachel?" She cups his cheek. "Don't go." "I have to little one. I am in no position to keep you safe." She tells him. She pulls him into her, kissing the top of his head in the process.
He tightens his grip on her. Trying to stop the tears from coming through. But he is only 6 at the most, who has yet to experience life. "Forge will take care of you, Nate. And I will come visit you as often as possible. Don't ever forget that I love you." She leaves before the emotions she hasn't felt in so long take over. She puts him to sleep, in order to make the transition easier before handing him to Forge.
She appears in Scott's room. He springs from his bed. "Rachel, where have you been?" He asks. "Nothing for you to worry about. I will probably tell you in time. But for now, let us discuss something else. Do you really think being here is the right place for us? The two of them (Sinister and Dark Beast) are hiding something. I don't want us to get caught in something we can't get out of. And Alex can't be saved. He is going down a path with no light at the end." She says, while Scott remains patiently listening knowing she isn't finished speaking.
He remains sitting on his bed, while she remains standing. "I have been having dreams lately. Things that have slowly been coming true. Sometimes things are fuzzy. But I know things are going to change for me soon. I won't be with you and the others much longer." Before she can finish and Scott can react to this last statement, there is a knock at the door.
He gets up to answer. They are greeted by their foster father, and a boy clearly her age. His hand on the youngster's shoulder. "Scott, Rachel. This is Warren Worthington III, Angel. He shows great promise. And hopefully one day, your husband Rachel, being engaged to him will strengthen ties. Not only for him but you as well." She nods his head, knowing to refuse would have very unwelcome ramifications.
The boy doesn't speak more out of amazement and confusion. She is the most beautiful girl he has seen so far. The only girl he has actually seen in a while. "Scott, Rachel, I am giving him to you. He will be your responsibility. Show him to his quarters, then come find me. I have an assignment for the two of you." He tells them before leaving. Rachel holds her hand out for him, knowing that even though she will fall in love with another in time, this boy will be an important and valued person in her life in the years to come.
The two have been walking for days, taking breaks as little as possible. The man is wearing red and purple clothes, while the girl is about Scott's age. "Father, are we almost there? I am curious to see what they are like? And the map says we were supposed to be there already." She questions/says. He moves the branch in their way as he speaks. "I think we are." He says as he reveals the village below them. "Using your probability would be a good thing now, Anya." Her father tells her. They are masked from the locals' eyes the next moment.
"Good job, Anya. I've located them. They are at the edge of this community." Her father says. They remain in silence as they make their way to their intended targets. She remains behind her father. They stop by the outer part of the fire. They can tell the two children are about to bolt. "Wait." She speaks using her ability in order to prevent them from moving.
"I've looked for the two of you for a long time, Pietro and Wanda Maximoff. I am Erik Lensherr, your father. And this is Anya your sister." He tells them. "If you are our father then where have you been?" Pietro manages to speak. "I made a mistake and scared your mother. She ran away while she was clearly pregnant with you two, while Anya managed to escape. And I found her not too long after I regained the control that I had lost at that time." He tells them.
"If we may sit and join you two now." Anya says as she doesn't wait for their response. Their father joins them, sitting next to her. "Do you have any abilities? Your sister is able to make the improbable possible. And I am able to control magnetic fields around me." He tells them. "I can run really fast. And Wanda is like you." Pietro speaks for them.
"Now that I have found you. I would like for you two to come with us. I have a base in a place called Wundagore Mountain. I have a small team that I have been slowly gathering, in the hope of opposing Apocalypse. I left two there actually. We'll rest and leave in the morning." He tells them. Anya keeps watch until their father wakes up in the mid of the night before falling asleep, herself.
Rachel is looking around the structure they are supposed to enter. "I am not picking up anything. No one is here. I would pick them up if they were here . I have yet to come across someone who can block themselves from me psionically. Sinister seems to think having him on the team would be a good idea. But we can't trust one such as him." She says. Then jumps onto the window sill before hoisting herself in the building. Scott simply goes through the front door.
She enters what looks like an office. He is sitting at the desk. His legs crossed, leaning on it. He starts speaking in his native language. She uses her telepathy to interpret his words. "The one my brother and I serve think you would be a good edition to our team." She says responding in his language. Scott stands behind her. He gets up from behind the desk, their target clearly no older than her. He goes to stand by the window.
"If every female is as beautiful as you, I am extremely tempted to agree. However, I must decline. But hopefully we will meet again, my belle." He says before falling out the window. Scott goes to it, hoping he will catch him. "It is no good. He is already gone. But he is right. I will meet him again. Now I can see why Sinister wants him. This Remy LeBeau is quite interesting." Rachel tells him.
They have traveled for a week, before coming across their destination. The faster one of the group is halted in his movement. Amazed at what is to be his new home. He and his sister have travelled to many places. But have never seen a place that can support a building of this magnitude. The biggest structure they have ever seen.
He has tried to ignore the feeling his newfound sister gives him. But it is strong enough, that he can't ignore the trepidation he gets from being around her. His feeling will come to have a base later. When the deception almost costs him, and those he cares about dearly. For now, though, it is simply a new beginning for him and his sister. And the family they hadn't thought existed until the night before.