Chapter 1: The Girl
A teenage girl lay on her bed, immersed in a deep but troublesome sleep. Tossing and turning, she moaned and cried, almost as if she was caught in a nightmare. Sweat glistened on her brow as she struggled in battle against an invisible enemy.
Slowly, grey streaks swept down the girl's jet black hair. Her ears became pointier, and light blue streaks swept across her face in the shape of two triangles, one on each cheek. Objects in the room began to bounce and shake, as if they were all cowering under the supernatural power that was being emitted from the young soul.
"Ahh!!" The girls' eyes popped open to reveal blue-green eyes filled with fear. A second later the eyes had become a deep shade of brown, and the grey streaks were receding back to their roots. Overcome with fatigue, the girl closed her eyes and fell back to sleep.
Far away, Wolverine awoke to the sounds of Cerebro's alarm.
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"There better be a good reason why I was woken up this early." Wolverine growled as he staggered into the spherical room. Professor Xavier seemed to take no notice of him. But Wolverine knew better-nothing escaped Xavier, especially when he used his mutant powers.
"Cerebro has a very quiet alert system-the rest of the mansion hasn't stirred." Xavier informed the grumpy Wolverine. "And I was not the one that included sensitive ears as part of your mutant powers."
"So, IS there a good reason of why I was woken up this early?"
"There may be a possible glitch in Cerebro."
Wolverine stopped in mid yawn. After a second he decided he should close his open mouth. "There's never been a glitch with Cerebro before. You and Magneto built it to last." He added bitterly after a second's thought. "Why a glitch now?"
"I think Cerebro's discovered a new mutant."
"And that is a glitch, how?"
"Because the signal's lost now. Completely disappeared from the face of the earth."
"Has it occurred to you that it could be Magneto playing with your mind? Since he helped you to build it, he's the only one who would know how to hide."
"It is not Magneto, I know that." Xavier said calmly as the room darkened once again and a map of the world appeared before their eyes. A single red dot appeared, flashing repeatedly over a section in North America.
"That was the last signal that Cerebro picked up before it disappeared. The most I could narrow it down was to the town of Kingsville, about 60 miles out of Calgary. I want you to find the mutant there."
Wolverine considered it for a moment. "Calgary.isn't that in Canada?"
"Alberta, if you want to be specific. And I suggest that you take a couple of students along as well." The door of Cerebro slid open to reveal a couple of sleepy-eyed looking teenagers. "Like Rogue and Bobby."
"What are we doing?" Bobby asked, yawning and trying to flatten his wildly messy hair.
"I will let Logan explain." Xavier said as he calmly wheeled himself towards the elevator.
"So, what are we doing?" Rogue asked.
Wolverine stared at the two eighteen-year-olds, trying to form a plan as to how he was going to conduct the latest mission.
"I'll explain it to you if you two make breakfast."
A teenage girl lay on her bed, immersed in a deep but troublesome sleep. Tossing and turning, she moaned and cried, almost as if she was caught in a nightmare. Sweat glistened on her brow as she struggled in battle against an invisible enemy.
Slowly, grey streaks swept down the girl's jet black hair. Her ears became pointier, and light blue streaks swept across her face in the shape of two triangles, one on each cheek. Objects in the room began to bounce and shake, as if they were all cowering under the supernatural power that was being emitted from the young soul.
"Ahh!!" The girls' eyes popped open to reveal blue-green eyes filled with fear. A second later the eyes had become a deep shade of brown, and the grey streaks were receding back to their roots. Overcome with fatigue, the girl closed her eyes and fell back to sleep.
Far away, Wolverine awoke to the sounds of Cerebro's alarm.
* * * * * * *
"There better be a good reason why I was woken up this early." Wolverine growled as he staggered into the spherical room. Professor Xavier seemed to take no notice of him. But Wolverine knew better-nothing escaped Xavier, especially when he used his mutant powers.
"Cerebro has a very quiet alert system-the rest of the mansion hasn't stirred." Xavier informed the grumpy Wolverine. "And I was not the one that included sensitive ears as part of your mutant powers."
"So, IS there a good reason of why I was woken up this early?"
"There may be a possible glitch in Cerebro."
Wolverine stopped in mid yawn. After a second he decided he should close his open mouth. "There's never been a glitch with Cerebro before. You and Magneto built it to last." He added bitterly after a second's thought. "Why a glitch now?"
"I think Cerebro's discovered a new mutant."
"And that is a glitch, how?"
"Because the signal's lost now. Completely disappeared from the face of the earth."
"Has it occurred to you that it could be Magneto playing with your mind? Since he helped you to build it, he's the only one who would know how to hide."
"It is not Magneto, I know that." Xavier said calmly as the room darkened once again and a map of the world appeared before their eyes. A single red dot appeared, flashing repeatedly over a section in North America.
"That was the last signal that Cerebro picked up before it disappeared. The most I could narrow it down was to the town of Kingsville, about 60 miles out of Calgary. I want you to find the mutant there."
Wolverine considered it for a moment. "Calgary.isn't that in Canada?"
"Alberta, if you want to be specific. And I suggest that you take a couple of students along as well." The door of Cerebro slid open to reveal a couple of sleepy-eyed looking teenagers. "Like Rogue and Bobby."
"What are we doing?" Bobby asked, yawning and trying to flatten his wildly messy hair.
"I will let Logan explain." Xavier said as he calmly wheeled himself towards the elevator.
"So, what are we doing?" Rogue asked.
Wolverine stared at the two eighteen-year-olds, trying to form a plan as to how he was going to conduct the latest mission.
"I'll explain it to you if you two make breakfast."