“Burn it! Burn it! Let no trace of it remain! Total annihilation!” there was a voice from my room, and I returned to check what was going on in there.
There, someone was jumping on the novels, Twilight and New Moon. It was Storm, the mutant from team X-Men. I remember calling for an emergency teleportation from the world of the comics to the human universe. The spirit board for mutants has been proven to be very effective. I actually wanted to call Rogue, but as I didn’t want to end up dead, I had decided to call for Storm, with Wolverine gone somewhere to find another origin story about him. Hugh Jackman was also not going to be happy in that case.
“Why is this not destroyed yet? The deal between vampires and mutants clearly say that all copies of Twilight and its sequels must be destroyed to bring peace between the two species. Wait! This world doesn’t count as mutant property, right?” she asked.
“Absolutely not” I told her. “You have been summoned here as part of the spirit board contact program which involves teleportation. You had given your name for teleportation through this temporarily created medium”.
“Yes, I did. I wanted to wander around this world which is quite popular in our dimension. I heard that you people got unity in diversity here. There, we are battling against each other. That Magneto is always causing trouble. Maybe you can take him through the portal and keep him here forever. I have also heard about the natural beauty here. We have destroyed most of ours by wars”.
“The exploitation of nature happens here too. It is a common thing. No, we can’t take Magneto unless you take a few of our politicians. The deal won’t make any difference though as the trouble still remains with no change. Unity in diversity still mostly exists” I replied.
“I need to go out and see your world. It is going to be a new experience” she said while walking out.
“Is that a cloud over your head? You are not supposed to cause rain inside the house” I reminded her.
“Oh! I am just very excited to see this new world. No problem, I will make it rain outside with thunder and lightning” she said.
“What? No! We are going out. Why do you want to bring rain now?” I asked.
“Okay, I can bring a twister. Would you like to have that instead? It is a sweet little thing”.
“I should have called for Mystique. What is wrong with you? There is no need for any destruction. The evil mutants are in your world” I assured her.
“Then, I can bring some sweet snow where we can start our journey by building a snowman here”.
“No! It is not supposed to snow here. The climate here is not like that. We only get simple rain here, but even that is not needed now because we are going outside”.
“I thought you needed some climate change when I was called. This is quite boring. I bring my climate everywhere and I keep changing them. This is no fun at all” she said in a disappointing tone.
“Wait a minute. Are those dark clouds on the sky yours?” I asked.
“Yes, they arrive when I am very angry or depressed. Heavy showers and tornado follows” she added.
“Do one favour for me. Go back through the portal”.
“But according to the terms and conditions of the portal which is made clear in the mutant world, I have to stay here for…”.
“Forget everything, just go!” I told her.
“Okay. Call me again when you really need a climate change. Until then, I will be in the television and the comics. Also make sure that you never call Jean Grey” she said while jumping back into the portal.
The portal closed and the spirit board reverted to its closed form. The dark clouds were still there, beginning the darkness from morning itself. The rain was strong all day and also throughout that night. Thunder and lightning were even stronger, but thankfully, the tornado never came. I guess that there was never really a chance to create one as she left too soon. I can actually look for a few lost characters inside the X-Men animated series and those old comics. May be next time, I shouldn’t look within X-Men at all.
***The images used in this blog post are from the Wikipedia pages of Storm and X-Men 2 and belongs to the owners of the works.