(A/N): Hey Guys! So, I've had the idea for a Maximum Ride, X-men crossover for a while now, and I finally decided to actually write it.
P.S: Nevermore never existed, alright?
Disclaimer: I own nothing you recognise.
Fang
It had been just over a year since our battle against the Doomsday Group in France, and after travelling around Europe, and some of the U.S, I decided that it would be best if I took a little break from my team.
Not because they were annoying me- though, to be honest, sometimes that was the case- but because, well, I was bored.
After partially saving the world, or at least a bunch of people's lives from the bombs in the sewer systems of France, begging for food on the streets of Europe wasn't appealing to me.
At the same time, however, I knew I didn't want to be part of a war again, hunted and hated, like the Flock had been ever since we had escaped the school.
No, I wanted excitement, but not in the form of a battle.
And that, my dear readers, was when I overheard a hushed conversation in the corner of a seedy café somewhere in New Jersey.
For the past few days, I had stayed in the Delaware Water Gap National Recreation Area.
That's right, Fang's back to staying in trees, which, frankly, was turning out to be horrible news for my back...
Anyway, back to the conversation I was so rudely overhearing using my enhanced bird senses.
The older guy was telling the younger guy about a school- of course, my ears perked up at the word, mostly out of fear- a school called Xavier's school for Gifted Youngsters.
It didn't sound that interesting at first, but what the guy said next, was what had intrigued me.
'Mutants.'
Mutants?
I had heard about them on the news, sure, everyone had, but there was a school for that?
...
Would they take me?
I mean, at first it was just a silly curiosity, but thinking further on it, I realised.
This was it.
This was what I had been waiting for to save me from my boredom.
I could learn, which I definitely needed to do, considering I still hadn't received any type of schooling, and I could hone my powers.
Now, readers, the last time I spoke- well, wrote- I only had two powers:
The power to turn invisible after sitting still for too long, and the ability to breathe under water using gills that formed on my neck when I needed them to.
Since then, I have developed two powers- Christ, I was almost as bad as Angel with these things- Pyrokinesis and Telekinesis.
I hadn't had the chance to develop these powers very much- though I could now turn invisible at will- barely able to do more than create a flickering flame in the palm of my hand, and being able to levitate a pencil, but maybe this school for mutants could help me.
Teach me to better control and refine my powers, instead of just blundering around in the dark.
"Where is this place?" I heard the younger man whisper, his expression showing something akin to awe, and the older man shrugged.
"Somewhere in Westchester." And with that, I left the dingy little café.
I hadn't ordered anything anyway, I only had a bit of money left from the odd jobs I had worked while still with my team, and I wasn't going to spend it on piss poor coffee that was at least partly made of rat droppings.
Using the water- at least, I hoped it was water- stained phone book from the phone box down the street, I flipped through the pages.
This phone book was, of course, specifically catered to New Jersey, but even as such, with being so close to New York, there was a small section in the back where a list of addresses and businesses in New York could be found- if someone needed to call them.
Scanning, my eyes stopped on one name.
Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters, 1407 Graymalkin Lane, Salem Center, Westchester County, New York.
Quickly glancing around to see if anyone was watching, I tore the page from the book and stuffed it into the pocket of my jeans, just in case.
As I left the phone booth, I casually made my way around the block, behind the café, to an out of place, deserted corner, where I used my power to become invisible until I got into the air.
While I could use my power whenever I wanted, staying invisible for too long left me with a migraine, and I really hated migraines, so I made a habit not to use it unless I had to.
Within the hour, I was drifting pleasantly above the sprawling compound of Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters.
Taking a deep breath, I began to descend.
(A/N): So, what did you think?
There's more to come, at least like, three chapters have been written on top of this one, and hopefully I'll get to update them soon, but it's 2:30 in the morning, and I have shit to do tomorrow, so...
*shrug*
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