**Disclaimer** I do not own the X-Men. They belong to Marvel Comics and the brilliant mind of Stan Lee..
**Author's note.** This is my first X-Men FF. After reading some many wonderful Ororo/Logan family stories I thought I would give it a go myself, but of course with my own little twist. So here it is. Please read and review------------------------------------------------
Lightening streaked the dark sky as rain pounded the black paved street. The wind blew harshly, bringing with it the heavy scents of sweat and blood. The ground shook as an angry crash of thunder roared like a wild beast. The air grew tart as it became more and more electric around her. It sizzled in her ears and stung her skin as she stood in the dark. She could hear the sounds of their boots on the wet pavement, smell them in the air, feel them approaching her, but from where? Something clicked to her left, she didn't hesitate. A long blue-sliver streak of lightening appeared in the oil black sky. It arched gracefully before diving towards the ground. The bolt of pure energy lit up the night long enough for her too see one of her assailants being hurled back as the charge hit him square in the chest, but there was still one more.
The sound of heavy boots itched the inside of her sensitive ears. A large sweaty man was coming right at her. From the sound of his boots hitting the rain soaked street, he was running. Suddenly the rain changed effortlessly into snow and the wind changed it's direction and force. She felt her feet leaving the ground as the winds picked her up. The temperature dropped all around her and she knew that the wet street below her was icing over, or at least she hoped it was. Higher and higher she rose, until she was at what she felt was a safe height above the ice slicked ground. Lightening crackled around her as she raised her arms, once again bringing them out of the darkness. She watched as the man hit a patch of ice, slide across it with the aid of a strong gust of wind, and crashed into a brick wall. She hovered there with her arms crossed, as a satisfied snarl crossed her lips.
Her attention was diverted as she looked at the two fallen men, her concentration broken, suddenly the lightening she was using to see though the dark began to intensify. The air had been charged from her frequent use of the harnessed electricity and now the very thing she had used to aid her was turning on her. It was an instant domino effect. As the lightening exploded above her it sent her hurling towards the ground, the resulting thunder shook her to her core knocking her off of balance. She was unable to regain control of the winds that now pushed her sideways. Within seconds she'd hit the ground, and several trash cans, hard.
"Son of bitc..."
"Alexandria!"
The young woman looked up as the lights came on and the images around her faded back into the computer's memory. A tall slender woman with flowing white hair and icy blue eyes, mirrored images of her own, stood a few feet away. Her strong delicate arms were crossed across her chest as she leaned all her weight on one foot while the other foot tapped it's boot covered toe on the now grey titled floor.
"Alexandria, what in the name of the Goddess do you think your doing?" The woman's voice was smooth, firm, and classical. Every word pronounced elegantly with just the slightest touch of a regal accent.
Alexandria looked down at her forearm before looking up at the woman again. "I think I'm bleeding, that's what I'm doing, yeap that's it bleeding." There was just the appropriate amount of adolescent sarcasm in her voice as she replied to the other woman's question.
The elder woman walked over and knelt beside Alexandria. She very carefully, very gently, looked over her wounds in a way that only a mother can. Then she gently shook her head. "How many times have you been told not to come in here alone? There's a reason it's called the danger room."
"After I gained my powers or all together?" Alexandria smiled a little as her mother helped her up. Her smile quickly melted away at the sight of her mother's stern look.
Silently the two women walked though the labyrinth of halls making their way to the infirmary. Alexandria wanted to ask her mother why she'd lost control over her powers, but she knew now wasn't the best of times. She could tell that her mother was at the stage where she was calming herself while preparing the lecture that was sure to come.
Hank McCoy smiled as he watched Alexandria and Ororo walk into the infirmary. He walked over to a bed and patted it with a large furry blue hand. Alexandria hopped up and smiled back at Hank. "I got'em this time, Uncle Hank." She said proudly. "Not sure what happen after that though."
"Well, you've certainly gotten better, or at least luckier." Hank said as he looked the girl over. "Just a few scraps and bruises this time. Nothing a good nights rest and the ability to heal quickly won't fix. I'll just clean them up and bandage some of the deeper cuts."
Alexandria watched her mother as Hank reassured her that her daughter would be fine. The worry in her mother's eyes melted away but Alexandria could still see the disappointment. A small knot formed in the pit of her stomach as she wondered what punishment her parents would dole out this time.
"You could have been hurt far worse." Her mother began as they walked though the empty halls towards the stairs that would lead to their loft. "You know your not allowed in there with out an adult." Alexandria began to zone out since she'd heard it all before. She couldn't help but think of the first time she'd been caught using the danger room after she'd gotten her powers. She wanted to practice calling up snow, but called up a wind storm that blew her into a wall, breaking her arm. Then there was the time before her powers emerged that she went in there looking for a program of father's. She ended up loading the wrong program and spent ten minutes running and hiding from a light projected Sabertooth before her Aunt Jean found her dangling upside down in a tree.
"Child, are you listening to me?" Ororo asked her daughter as they stopped at the bottom of their stairs.
The memories faded as Alexandria came back to the present. She didn't have to answer because her mother already knew that she hadn't been. Ororo just shook her head, which made Alexandria look down at the tops of her boots as her cheeks grew pink. She heard her mother sigh heavily and then felt her soft hand wrap around her chin.
Ororo gently lifted her daughter's chin to look her in the eyes. "What am I going to do with you?" She asked softly.
Alexandria opted to shrug her shoulders instead of replying with her patented, 'Adore me.'
Ororo kept her stern eyes locked with her daughter's as she spoke. "As of right now you are grounded until further notice. Which means no concert with Rachel and no camping trip."
"That's not fair!" Alexandria protested. "Rach and I have been waiting for this concert for months!"
Ororo raised a delicate eye brow. "You do not honestly expect to have such privileges honored after this misbehavior?" Alexandria said nothing she simply crossed her arms and huffed. "You'll of course have extra chores to keep yourself busy and you'll not be allowed near the danger room, even with an adult for a month. Now I would advise you to go up to your room and remain there until dinner. I'll send for you when it's ready."
Alexandria huffed as she threw her hands down to her side. She couldn't believe how harsh her mother was being. Alexandria flipped her long white hair as she turned to walk up the stairs, muttering under her breath the whole time. She'd barely gotten her foot on the stair when she felt a sharp stinging smack on her backside.
"With a lot less attitude Alexandria Francis Munroe."
Without stomping up the stairs like she had planned, Alexandria quietly climbed her way to the loft apartment that she and her family shared. It use to be just one big bedroom, her mother's bedroom, but when her mother found out that she was going to have a baby, Alexandria's father torn down a few walls, rebuilt some walls, and played around with the wiring and plumbing and somehow managed to turn most of the east wing of the mansion's attack into an apartment.
Alexandria slammed the door shut behind her not really caring if her mother was still at the bottom of the stairs or not. She stomped though the living room, walked past her brother who was playing his game boy on the couch and stormed into her bedroom, slamming that door shut as well. Rolling thunder could be heard out side the windows and as she threw herself onto her bed a flash of lightening lit up the sky, even though it was still pretty much daylight outside. She heard her door creak open.
"You better be careful." Her brother warned from the doorway. "Last time you got mad like this you broke three windows in the greenhouse."
Alexandria lifted her head up from her pillow to look at her younger brother. He was tall like their mother, and unlike Alexandria who had relatively light skin, the perfect all year golden tan is what she called it, her brother's skin was much closer to the color of their mother's. Everything else though, his dark wild hair, deep blue eyes, stalky build, made him look a lot like their father, or at least like the pictures of their father that their mother kept around for them.
"Shut up, Logan, and get out of my room!" Alexandria hissed as she threw a stuffed bear at him.
Logan, being very agile for a ten year old, dodged the flying panda and laughed. "So what are you and mom fighting about now? Or is it you and Aunt Jean?" Alexandria's reply was to throw a shoe at him. "You can do better then that Lexie," Logan laughed as he turned to leave his sister's room.
"Your right I can." Alexandria said as she threw a small bit of lightening at her bother. Logan yelped like a pup who'd just had his tail stepped on. Alexandria smiled a little as she waved her hand in the air, causing a small gust of wind to slam her door shut once again.
**Author's note.** This is my first X-Men FF. After reading some many wonderful Ororo/Logan family stories I thought I would give it a go myself, but of course with my own little twist. So here it is. Please read and review------------------------------------------------
Lightening streaked the dark sky as rain pounded the black paved street. The wind blew harshly, bringing with it the heavy scents of sweat and blood. The ground shook as an angry crash of thunder roared like a wild beast. The air grew tart as it became more and more electric around her. It sizzled in her ears and stung her skin as she stood in the dark. She could hear the sounds of their boots on the wet pavement, smell them in the air, feel them approaching her, but from where? Something clicked to her left, she didn't hesitate. A long blue-sliver streak of lightening appeared in the oil black sky. It arched gracefully before diving towards the ground. The bolt of pure energy lit up the night long enough for her too see one of her assailants being hurled back as the charge hit him square in the chest, but there was still one more.
The sound of heavy boots itched the inside of her sensitive ears. A large sweaty man was coming right at her. From the sound of his boots hitting the rain soaked street, he was running. Suddenly the rain changed effortlessly into snow and the wind changed it's direction and force. She felt her feet leaving the ground as the winds picked her up. The temperature dropped all around her and she knew that the wet street below her was icing over, or at least she hoped it was. Higher and higher she rose, until she was at what she felt was a safe height above the ice slicked ground. Lightening crackled around her as she raised her arms, once again bringing them out of the darkness. She watched as the man hit a patch of ice, slide across it with the aid of a strong gust of wind, and crashed into a brick wall. She hovered there with her arms crossed, as a satisfied snarl crossed her lips.
Her attention was diverted as she looked at the two fallen men, her concentration broken, suddenly the lightening she was using to see though the dark began to intensify. The air had been charged from her frequent use of the harnessed electricity and now the very thing she had used to aid her was turning on her. It was an instant domino effect. As the lightening exploded above her it sent her hurling towards the ground, the resulting thunder shook her to her core knocking her off of balance. She was unable to regain control of the winds that now pushed her sideways. Within seconds she'd hit the ground, and several trash cans, hard.
"Son of bitc..."
"Alexandria!"
The young woman looked up as the lights came on and the images around her faded back into the computer's memory. A tall slender woman with flowing white hair and icy blue eyes, mirrored images of her own, stood a few feet away. Her strong delicate arms were crossed across her chest as she leaned all her weight on one foot while the other foot tapped it's boot covered toe on the now grey titled floor.
"Alexandria, what in the name of the Goddess do you think your doing?" The woman's voice was smooth, firm, and classical. Every word pronounced elegantly with just the slightest touch of a regal accent.
Alexandria looked down at her forearm before looking up at the woman again. "I think I'm bleeding, that's what I'm doing, yeap that's it bleeding." There was just the appropriate amount of adolescent sarcasm in her voice as she replied to the other woman's question.
The elder woman walked over and knelt beside Alexandria. She very carefully, very gently, looked over her wounds in a way that only a mother can. Then she gently shook her head. "How many times have you been told not to come in here alone? There's a reason it's called the danger room."
"After I gained my powers or all together?" Alexandria smiled a little as her mother helped her up. Her smile quickly melted away at the sight of her mother's stern look.
Silently the two women walked though the labyrinth of halls making their way to the infirmary. Alexandria wanted to ask her mother why she'd lost control over her powers, but she knew now wasn't the best of times. She could tell that her mother was at the stage where she was calming herself while preparing the lecture that was sure to come.
Hank McCoy smiled as he watched Alexandria and Ororo walk into the infirmary. He walked over to a bed and patted it with a large furry blue hand. Alexandria hopped up and smiled back at Hank. "I got'em this time, Uncle Hank." She said proudly. "Not sure what happen after that though."
"Well, you've certainly gotten better, or at least luckier." Hank said as he looked the girl over. "Just a few scraps and bruises this time. Nothing a good nights rest and the ability to heal quickly won't fix. I'll just clean them up and bandage some of the deeper cuts."
Alexandria watched her mother as Hank reassured her that her daughter would be fine. The worry in her mother's eyes melted away but Alexandria could still see the disappointment. A small knot formed in the pit of her stomach as she wondered what punishment her parents would dole out this time.
"You could have been hurt far worse." Her mother began as they walked though the empty halls towards the stairs that would lead to their loft. "You know your not allowed in there with out an adult." Alexandria began to zone out since she'd heard it all before. She couldn't help but think of the first time she'd been caught using the danger room after she'd gotten her powers. She wanted to practice calling up snow, but called up a wind storm that blew her into a wall, breaking her arm. Then there was the time before her powers emerged that she went in there looking for a program of father's. She ended up loading the wrong program and spent ten minutes running and hiding from a light projected Sabertooth before her Aunt Jean found her dangling upside down in a tree.
"Child, are you listening to me?" Ororo asked her daughter as they stopped at the bottom of their stairs.
The memories faded as Alexandria came back to the present. She didn't have to answer because her mother already knew that she hadn't been. Ororo just shook her head, which made Alexandria look down at the tops of her boots as her cheeks grew pink. She heard her mother sigh heavily and then felt her soft hand wrap around her chin.
Ororo gently lifted her daughter's chin to look her in the eyes. "What am I going to do with you?" She asked softly.
Alexandria opted to shrug her shoulders instead of replying with her patented, 'Adore me.'
Ororo kept her stern eyes locked with her daughter's as she spoke. "As of right now you are grounded until further notice. Which means no concert with Rachel and no camping trip."
"That's not fair!" Alexandria protested. "Rach and I have been waiting for this concert for months!"
Ororo raised a delicate eye brow. "You do not honestly expect to have such privileges honored after this misbehavior?" Alexandria said nothing she simply crossed her arms and huffed. "You'll of course have extra chores to keep yourself busy and you'll not be allowed near the danger room, even with an adult for a month. Now I would advise you to go up to your room and remain there until dinner. I'll send for you when it's ready."
Alexandria huffed as she threw her hands down to her side. She couldn't believe how harsh her mother was being. Alexandria flipped her long white hair as she turned to walk up the stairs, muttering under her breath the whole time. She'd barely gotten her foot on the stair when she felt a sharp stinging smack on her backside.
"With a lot less attitude Alexandria Francis Munroe."
Without stomping up the stairs like she had planned, Alexandria quietly climbed her way to the loft apartment that she and her family shared. It use to be just one big bedroom, her mother's bedroom, but when her mother found out that she was going to have a baby, Alexandria's father torn down a few walls, rebuilt some walls, and played around with the wiring and plumbing and somehow managed to turn most of the east wing of the mansion's attack into an apartment.
Alexandria slammed the door shut behind her not really caring if her mother was still at the bottom of the stairs or not. She stomped though the living room, walked past her brother who was playing his game boy on the couch and stormed into her bedroom, slamming that door shut as well. Rolling thunder could be heard out side the windows and as she threw herself onto her bed a flash of lightening lit up the sky, even though it was still pretty much daylight outside. She heard her door creak open.
"You better be careful." Her brother warned from the doorway. "Last time you got mad like this you broke three windows in the greenhouse."
Alexandria lifted her head up from her pillow to look at her younger brother. He was tall like their mother, and unlike Alexandria who had relatively light skin, the perfect all year golden tan is what she called it, her brother's skin was much closer to the color of their mother's. Everything else though, his dark wild hair, deep blue eyes, stalky build, made him look a lot like their father, or at least like the pictures of their father that their mother kept around for them.
"Shut up, Logan, and get out of my room!" Alexandria hissed as she threw a stuffed bear at him.
Logan, being very agile for a ten year old, dodged the flying panda and laughed. "So what are you and mom fighting about now? Or is it you and Aunt Jean?" Alexandria's reply was to throw a shoe at him. "You can do better then that Lexie," Logan laughed as he turned to leave his sister's room.
"Your right I can." Alexandria said as she threw a small bit of lightening at her bother. Logan yelped like a pup who'd just had his tail stepped on. Alexandria smiled a little as she waved her hand in the air, causing a small gust of wind to slam her door shut once again.