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Title: Goddess
by: Satine16

Chapter 1: Goodbye

Summary: With every beginning there has been an ending.

Disclaimer: None of the characters belong to me. The belong to Marvel comics. I am not doing
this to make any money so please don't sue me!

Ororo Monroe and a man solely know as Forge had been what some would call 'in love'
for practically two years. He was a tall, dark knight that rode in on his gallant steed and saved
her from herself so long ago. Ororo frequently found that the only presence available to destroy
her strength was her own mind. Everyone of her best friends had taken their frequent turns
saving her from her own ways. Yet after Forge had arrived on the scene their duties were no
longer necessary. He completed the holes in her spirit in their entirety. This Cheyenne man, who
remained mysterious, even to the woman that loved him.
After the arrival of their one year and six month anniversary Forge proposed to Ororo and
amidst her tears she accepted. They had agreed to be wed on the one year anniversary of this
proposal. As the six month marker of their engagement approached he was finding it harder and
harder to live with this woman he had once so deeply loved; his past was lurking around him in
the shadows, and his future was crying out to him. He saw what he believed to be his destiny
many nights in a row, and none of the visions included his lovely, and loved fiance. The month
September was rapidly approaching the state of New York and with it came a beautiful, many
colored fall...........
"I cannot wear this, Jean. I look like a woman with albino features and a tan."
"Ok ok ok. You can wear this instead."
Jean pulled a beautiful red dress from Ororo's closet and zipped her into it. The neckline
of the red silk dipped low on her chest, exposing most of her mocha skin. A dainty gold necklace
rested perfectly in the crevice in her collar bone. The jagged hemline of the skirt revealed uneven
and playful amounts of her long legs. The silver mane that normally fell over her shoulders had
been tied up with a simple pair of oriental hair sticks and her earrings danced playfully on her
ears. She allowed Jean to look her over one last time before she departed for the restaurant.
He was waiting for her at the table. He was never a man to dressed up like Scott did to
take Jean to her favorite restaurants, but she liked it that way. He looked like a hippie most of the
time. He stood up as she approached the table, letting his lean but well toned form stretch and
rise above her. An evergreen sweater covered his squared shoulders and a simple pair of khakis
rested upon his legs. He had sleek black hair that he pulled off of his face and let fall in a neat
ponytail down his back. He bit his bottom lip as she kissed him on the cheek.
Her pale eyes were set in as much of a smile as her glimmering teeth and his dark orbs
danced constantly over her. After they had ordered a bottle of white wine he became figety and
revealed his dilemma.
He closed his eyes and inhaled deeply, "I should probably get this over with as quickly as
possible. It will be easier that way."
"What will?" she took his large hand in hers before he pulled it away.
After two more slow breaths his eyes popped open and began to dance once again, "I
need to move to Arizona, Ororo. Something is waiting for me. I don't really know what just yet,
but I won't be able to find it here in New York."
"So, we're leaving? You didn't ask me, you just decided? What if I can't leave the
academy?" she asked concern quickly bubbling in her voice.
"You won't be confronted with that dilemma, Ororo. You won't be coming with me."
"What? I'm just supposed to wait for you?"
"No. I asked you to dinner tonight in order to retract my proposal. I am leaving on a nine
o'clock flight. Whatever it is I'm looking for, I won't be able to find it with you."
In one swift motion her heart had been removed from her body with one desensitizing
slash.
"Ororo, that energy, that life force which lives inside you is immeasurable by any means.
You are a restless soul. I know that even if I know nothing else about you. A life that needs
plenty space to roam. You are no match for an old man like me. I would never be able to keep up
with you. Your spirit needs to run free. It cannot be tamed. Unless that is, if you forfeit. But you
don't have it in you to give up. Find someone just as wild to run alongside you."
With that he got up from the table, leaving money by the half empty bottle of alcohol.
The goddess of the elements was left to her own thoughts and company again, with the freedom
to fulfill her destiny. Alone.





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