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anythingdrabbleTitle: Not A Bedtime Story
Fandom: X-Men
Characters/Pairings: Emma, past Sean/Emma, past Scott/Emma, OFC
Word Count: 500
Rating: G/K
Summary: Emma divulges a secret.
"Isn't there ever any in between, Mother?"
Emma paused in the doorway and looked back at her child, the secret treasured she had originally privated away to this island to protect. No one knew of Victoria's existence. No one would ever know, Emma had sworn before she had even given birth, until she was certain the outside world was safe for her daughter. Her daughter, who was currently sitting up in bed staring at her through wide, blue eyes.
Emma shut the door, feeling a twinge of guilt. Her bedtime story had had the reverse effect upon Victoria. Rather than lulling her to sleep, it had awakened her completely, and she recognized the intensity of her daughter's gaze. She had held much the same look once, once upon a time when she had actually believed in potential goodness of humans or mutants, or of men for that matter. At least Cassidy was not here to fill her child with idle lies and false hopes.
"Those two are extremists," she told Victoria as she edged back across the room. She sank onto her daughter's silk sheets and stroked long, blondish red hair. She had noticed early on that there were times when Victoria's redder and different times when it seemed more blonde than red. Her emotions seemed to stir the color changes, and for a moment, Emma remembers another man and another soft voice telling her that her eyes changed with her moods. There were days when they were a soft, clear blue like a cloudless sky and others when they seemed to hold all the savagery of the seven seas.
"You needn't worry. Neither knows you exist, and neither ever will." It had taken her years, but she had finally figured out how to cloak her child's presence from Cerebro. Neither Xavier or Magneto would ever touch her child. They would not twist her mind, neither toward or away from humanity.
"But isn't there a middle ground, Mother? Not all humans are evil, but not all can be trusted either."
Emma sighed as she gazed into her daughter's eyes. She wanted to tell her that she was the only one she should ever trust, but she knew better. Parents always only ended up hurting their children when they dared to implore such tactics. "Sweetheart, allow me to tell you a secret," she whispered as she continued to stroke Victoria's hair. "There are two living beings in this world who I trust."
"Who? If it was Daddy -- "
"It is not your father," Emma cut in quickly. She had not tried to lend her child nightmares, but she also refused to have nightmares of Sean Cassidy this night. He had chosen his woman and his fate, and left herself and Victoria far behind when he did so.
"Then who?"
"You," she kissed her forehead, "and myself."- She leaned back, careful to keep her back straight even now. "How about another story, one without the trials of this world? Once upon a time..."
The End
Fandom: X-Men
Characters/Pairings: Emma, past Sean/Emma, past Scott/Emma, OFC
Word Count: 500
Rating: G/K
Summary: Emma divulges a secret.
"Isn't there ever any in between, Mother?"
Emma paused in the doorway and looked back at her child, the secret treasured she had originally privated away to this island to protect. No one knew of Victoria's existence. No one would ever know, Emma had sworn before she had even given birth, until she was certain the outside world was safe for her daughter. Her daughter, who was currently sitting up in bed staring at her through wide, blue eyes.
Emma shut the door, feeling a twinge of guilt. Her bedtime story had had the reverse effect upon Victoria. Rather than lulling her to sleep, it had awakened her completely, and she recognized the intensity of her daughter's gaze. She had held much the same look once, once upon a time when she had actually believed in potential goodness of humans or mutants, or of men for that matter. At least Cassidy was not here to fill her child with idle lies and false hopes.
"Those two are extremists," she told Victoria as she edged back across the room. She sank onto her daughter's silk sheets and stroked long, blondish red hair. She had noticed early on that there were times when Victoria's redder and different times when it seemed more blonde than red. Her emotions seemed to stir the color changes, and for a moment, Emma remembers another man and another soft voice telling her that her eyes changed with her moods. There were days when they were a soft, clear blue like a cloudless sky and others when they seemed to hold all the savagery of the seven seas.
"You needn't worry. Neither knows you exist, and neither ever will." It had taken her years, but she had finally figured out how to cloak her child's presence from Cerebro. Neither Xavier or Magneto would ever touch her child. They would not twist her mind, neither toward or away from humanity.
"But isn't there a middle ground, Mother? Not all humans are evil, but not all can be trusted either."
Emma sighed as she gazed into her daughter's eyes. She wanted to tell her that she was the only one she should ever trust, but she knew better. Parents always only ended up hurting their children when they dared to implore such tactics. "Sweetheart, allow me to tell you a secret," she whispered as she continued to stroke Victoria's hair. "There are two living beings in this world who I trust."
"Who? If it was Daddy -- "
"It is not your father," Emma cut in quickly. She had not tried to lend her child nightmares, but she also refused to have nightmares of Sean Cassidy this night. He had chosen his woman and his fate, and left herself and Victoria far behind when he did so.
"Then who?"
"You," she kissed her forehead, "and myself."- She leaned back, careful to keep her back straight even now. "How about another story, one without the trials of this world? Once upon a time..."
The End
