<div class="floatleft">(http://st-listas.20minutos.es/images/2013-01/352150/3864673_640px.jpg?1357755529)</div><br/><hr/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><strong>  Name:</strong> Ororo Munero/Storm <br/><strong>Location:</strong> The WarRoom of the Jean Grey Institute <br/><strong>Wearing:</strong> Black shirt, pants and matching heels. <br/><strong>Tags:</strong>  Daken<br/><br/></span></span><hr/><br/>Once Ororo had left the garage and headed down towards the sub-basement. The computers had alerted her that an illegal access to the computer systems. This left the weather witch with serious concern and she headed towards the War Room where the breech had been.<br/>Picking up the pace she briskly walked towards the war-room to which she saw Daken, Logan`s misguided son, leaving the room.<br/>She caught him by the left arm and pulled him towards her. "By the Goddess, what are you doing?" She said knowing full well whatever the young man was up to it was no good.<br/><br/>She didn't trust him and wanted to talk to Logan about him. But they had little time after they got into a passion filled night.<br/>Storm eyeballed him, he had worked with Norman Osbourne as a twisted version of the Avengers. Poseing as his own farther.<br/>The white haired Goddess knew he was nothing but trouble but this school carried on the beliefs of Charles Xavier.<br/>Rouge, Gambit, Bishop, Marrow, X-23 and even Logan Himself had all started out of the wrong side of the tracks but they had all wanted to change. But when she looked into this young mans eyes, she did not see that same sense of honour.<br/><br/>"Well....what are you doing? This is a restricted access area."