*Also, sorry guys who read this before 6:45 5/31/14, a few words went missing when pasting it over so it should be good now I hope.*
♠Lea
and Logan♠
-Lea
The sound
of birds overhead woke me up from a sleep that seemed endless. Cool, green grass brushed against my
cheek. I pushed myself onto my hands and
looked myself over. I was a
girl…maybe…21? 22? I…I can’t remember. Good lord my boobs are giant…. All I had on was a plain, dirty, white shirt
and a pair of torn jeans. That was the
first thing I remember. I looked myself
over, digging into my mind for some memory, some identification. Where am I?
What is my name? Who am I? I dug in my pockets. Maybe I have a wallet? An ID?
Ug, only a wad of crinkled cash and a…playing card? Weird… Why can I remember what those things
are?
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| Lea reboot outfit, one of my favorite drawings of all time (2012/13) |
“A-alright
self…whoever I am….” I looked at my
forested surrounding. Trees every inch
and nothing but grass and green for what must have been miles. I propped myself against a tree trunk and
stared at my shoe-less feet. “Ok…this is
my voice. Not bad…I speak English…ok
good…must be in America ! AH-HA!
I remember geography! Um…12 times
12 is 144 and stuff so math is good…uh…ok good.” I smiled.
Obviously, I remembered the basics.
Now only if I remembered what mattered.
Just as I
was starting to get up using a tree branch overhead, I heard a snap. I turned fast. Nothing.
I looked around the forest.
CRRRREEEAAAKKKK. Metal? In a forest?
I ran towards the sound, jumping over fallen logs. After a bit, I ran to a paved road! In the forest!!! I got close then heard the creaking of metal
again. I dove behind a thick tree and
peaked out, looking up and down the road.
To my right, there was a huge brick wall with a giant metal gate in the
center and a small, bronze, circular plaque with an X in the center off to the
side. Standing at the gate was a man in
a muscle shirt with black, weird as hell hair.
He had jeans and fancy shoes along with a huge belt buckle. I saw something glint round his neck and
slowly crept closer. Maybe this weird
stranger knew who I was.
As I got
closer, I saw his head turn slightly towards me. I instantly curled up and threw my hands over
my face in a reaction. He looked at me,
or rather, through me. He looked
directly in my region and I could feel his eyes on me, but he saw nothing. He turned back to the gate and began to walk
through, but I had to follow him! I
moved my hands down and quickly snuck behind him. SNAP.
A twig snapped under my foot and before I could even look down at my
feet, the man swung his fist back into my face and once again threw me into the
cold embrace of unconsciousness.
When I woke
up again, I was in a plain white room, a hospital maybe? There were wires connected to my slender,
slightly tanned arms. How long was I out
in the sun? Do I have a house? A job?
A family maybe? Was there…anyone
out there who knew me? Speaking of out
there, where is there?! Where is
here?! Just as I began contemplating all
these things, a beautiful woman with pure white hair and sparkling blue eyes
walked into the room. Her skin was dark
and she was tall and beautiful, maybe in her late 20s.
“Oh, you’re
awake!” She smiled. Something inside me told me to run, and I
listened. I got up and instantly took
off for the door. My body took over as I
did a flip over the woman. I looked back
as I was running and then at myself.
O-oh my god! What had I
done?! I just did a flip! Hell yes!
Maybe I was an acrobat! Or a
stunt woman! I bet I was a ninja! Then, SLAM!
I fell back and rubbed my head.
“O-ow!” I looked up at the wall I hit. Of course…it was Mr. Funny Hair. He glanced down at me half glaring. I shrunk back and crawled backwards away from
him. The white-haired woman came to me
and helped me up.
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| I prefer the Wolverine and the X-Men Forge to the original in the comics |
“Logan ! Are you alright miss?” I looked from her to the guy then back to
her. I was utterly speechless. She looked me over then smiled gently. “Come on.” She led me to a large living room like place
where tons of people of all sorts were sitting.
One had on this weird red visor while others sported strange sort of
retro-style green and yellow or yellow and blue costumes. I gasped when I saw two BLUE people. They were literally blue and fuzzy! Then there was also this HUGE buff guy in the
corner, but he couldn’t have been over 20.
Just then a young man walked in the room. In his hand he was polishing a greasy
wrench. He looked straight at me for a
moment. A pair of goggles sat all
schweck on his head with his frizzy black hair.
“Who’s
this?” He smiled at me and wiped his
gloved hand on his pants, then extended it to me. “Hey.
I’m Forge. Just found your powers
huh?” I stared at him vacantly and I’m
sure I looked stupid, but slowly shook his hand. He had a tight grip, almost cold. He rubbed the back of his head and smiled
adorably through his scruffy beard.
“U-uh…h-hello…” I muttered.
I looked around and then to the Brick wall. He was leaning on the doorframe looking at me
then away as if he couldn’t care less.
“So, what
are your powers?” Forge smiled. I looked back to him as he let go of my hand
and shoved the wrench in a belt pocket.
I cocked my head to the side.
“P-powers? Um…” He looked at me.
“You are a
mutant right?”
“W-what’s…a
mutant?” He stared at me for a second
then started to laugh and the others joined in.
I blushed brightly and shrunk away a little.
“A mutant is…someone who has jumped
ahead on the human evolutionary scale.
Someone who has special abilities or skills. What is your power?” I crept over to the corner slightly afraid
now. My hands hit a potted tree behind
me. I was surrounded by “mutants,”
people who could probably have ended my life then and there. The guy with the visor frowned at me
angrily.
“Look! Are you a mutant or not? We won’t hurt you!” He stepped closer. I flung my hands in front of my face like I
had before and clenched my eyes shut.
THUD!
“O-oh
crap….Oh my god I’m sorry!” The man I
had followed in laughed.
“You got
knocked down by a plant Summers? That’s
just weak!” I looked in front of
me.
A vine had
sprouted from the plant and had knocked the visor guy down. The vine was pure plant, no string, no
illusions. It was like a spiraling,
tightly woven green rope, floating in mid- air. I moved my hand back and the
vine followed, suspended in the air. I
stared in shock and began to move my hand around. The vine followed my every twitch as if it
were a puppet on a string. My hands
shook as I stared at them.
“Cool!” Forge ran up to me and looked me over. He took my wrist and moved my arm about,
having the vine follow. “Fascinating!” He was like a little kid. He smiled at me and shook my hand. The vine drooped back into the tree and
disappeared into the leaves it had been before. “Welcome to the X-Men!”
“That’s our
group of mutants darling.” Said the
white haired woman. “Now Forge, the poor
girl has gone through enough today.
Tomorrow you can do the honor of showing her around.” I smiled at him and he smiled back.
“Sure! I’d love to!
Um…g-goodnight Ororo….uh…sleep well.”
He blushed and rubbed the back of his head. Ororo smiled at him then led me up a flight
of stairs and into a huge bedroom. A
giant fluffy bed sat in the middle of the room with a few poofy feather
pillows.
“T-thanks…” I smiled at her. Have I ever had a bed before? I don’t think I have.
“No
problem. See you in the morning.” With that, she walked out and shut the door
behind her. Out the window, I could see
forest for miles and one puny tree inside the gated walls. It was rather sad, that one little
sapling. Maybe with these new found
abilities, I could do something about it.
I wondered if this place had been significant to me before. No one here seemed to know me, so maybe not,
but how did I get here? Why this place
for mutants? Why? My eyes slowly forced me to drift away to a
restful sleep, in a soft bed, in a strange new world.
♠
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