Title: New Mutant
Part One: Twins
Author: Fire Fairy
Disclaimer: I do not own X-men, I would love to own X-men along with a few other shows but I don't.
Summary: Like the title says.
A/N: Just an idea I've been messing with. A couple of future scenes were going through my head a month or so ago and then I got this so, I hope everyone reading enjoys and please review.
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" And in related news-"
" Jesus! This world is depressing enough without you listening to that damn station all the time."
" It's our problems and our future. You should watch this more often." The raven-haired boy flipped the TV back on.
" Fire, floods, terrorism, corrupt officials. Why should I listen to that?" The other participant shut the TV back off.
" Because, it's our problems. If we don't know what they are, we can't fix them."
" Fix them? Fix them? We can't fix them Max. It's not possible. We can't do anything."
" What about-"
" Don't even say it. Don't even think it. We don't have 'gifts' we have curses. It would really help if you'd remember that." The girl stormed out of the room, leaving her twin brother alone.
" We do have gifts. It's our responsibility. You'll see it, someday." Max muttered before pressing the power button once more. " You'll see."
~~~
" I'm going out." The girl muttered to her parents, grabbing a winter coat from a hanger next to the refrigerator.
She pulled the insulated piece of cloth around her thin frame, trying to block out the cold that penetrated all the way to a person's bones.
" Why can't he see?"
Huddling her way deeper into the coat, she started to run. Slowly at first but gathering speed. Jumping over the few people sleeping on the sidewalks. Tears streamed down her face, her mind racing ahead of her by days, months, years.
" Why!"
The cry tore from her throat without her conscious thought directing it. Running into an abandoned building she finally slowed down.
" Why?" She choked out one final time before surrendering to sleep.
~~~
" What's going on?" The girl, finally feeling better, had come back to her house to find a police car parked outside.
" Amber, honey come here."
" What's wrong." Amber's mind scanned the room ahead of time.
" Amber, come in the living room."
" Tell me what's going on first."
" Are you Amber Mason?" A police officer stepped out of the living room to face the new arrival.
" Is someone dead? Did something happen to someone?"
" No, no. There has been a recent string of kidnapping's in the area and we were just going around to all the houses to see if anyone saw anything." The policeman's tone was matter of fact but Amber knew he was lying.
" Do you have any suspects?"
" No, not yet." Amber knew they weren't looking for kidnappers. They were looking for mutants.
" I haven't seen anything."
" Are you sure?" The officer questioned, staring straight at her.
" Positive." Amber tried to hide the fear that had to be showing through in her every move.
" Even the slightest thing... abnormal-"
" Is your job to find the criminals or interrogate innocent people?" Amber barked out. " I said I hadn't seen anything." The guy took a minute to register her outburst.
" Well, if you do, give me a call," He handed Amber a card and looked her straight in the eyes. " Thanks for all of your cooperation ma'am." With that he and his partner left their house, not making Amber feel any better.
" Amber sweetie-" Amber cut her mom off, running in terror up the stairs, putting her hand on the steps when she almost tripped.
" Max! MAX!" Max opened the door, causing Amber to fall through, shutting it behind her as soon as she did.
" Quiet." He ordered, crossing to a window.
" Max they know. Why else would they be here?" She whispered, scared out of her wits.
" We have to leave Amber. But we can't do anything until they leave." He whispered, emphasizing 'they' at the same time he pointed out the window. Amber crossed the floor to the window, peeking between the curtains at the car that was still parked in front of their house.
" I won't be able to run anymore." Amber blurted without thinking.
" That's what you're worried about?"
" No, it's just-"
" I know. I know." Max hugged his twin closer to him dropping the curtain thinking about the situation they were in.
" We aren't the only one's in the world."
" But they're as scared as we are. We aren't even out of high school. Who'd want to help us Max?" He moved his sister away to look in her golden eyes.
" Professor Charles Xavier."
Part One: Twins
Author: Fire Fairy
Disclaimer: I do not own X-men, I would love to own X-men along with a few other shows but I don't.
Summary: Like the title says.
A/N: Just an idea I've been messing with. A couple of future scenes were going through my head a month or so ago and then I got this so, I hope everyone reading enjoys and please review.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
" And in related news-"
" Jesus! This world is depressing enough without you listening to that damn station all the time."
" It's our problems and our future. You should watch this more often." The raven-haired boy flipped the TV back on.
" Fire, floods, terrorism, corrupt officials. Why should I listen to that?" The other participant shut the TV back off.
" Because, it's our problems. If we don't know what they are, we can't fix them."
" Fix them? Fix them? We can't fix them Max. It's not possible. We can't do anything."
" What about-"
" Don't even say it. Don't even think it. We don't have 'gifts' we have curses. It would really help if you'd remember that." The girl stormed out of the room, leaving her twin brother alone.
" We do have gifts. It's our responsibility. You'll see it, someday." Max muttered before pressing the power button once more. " You'll see."
~~~
" I'm going out." The girl muttered to her parents, grabbing a winter coat from a hanger next to the refrigerator.
She pulled the insulated piece of cloth around her thin frame, trying to block out the cold that penetrated all the way to a person's bones.
" Why can't he see?"
Huddling her way deeper into the coat, she started to run. Slowly at first but gathering speed. Jumping over the few people sleeping on the sidewalks. Tears streamed down her face, her mind racing ahead of her by days, months, years.
" Why!"
The cry tore from her throat without her conscious thought directing it. Running into an abandoned building she finally slowed down.
" Why?" She choked out one final time before surrendering to sleep.
~~~
" What's going on?" The girl, finally feeling better, had come back to her house to find a police car parked outside.
" Amber, honey come here."
" What's wrong." Amber's mind scanned the room ahead of time.
" Amber, come in the living room."
" Tell me what's going on first."
" Are you Amber Mason?" A police officer stepped out of the living room to face the new arrival.
" Is someone dead? Did something happen to someone?"
" No, no. There has been a recent string of kidnapping's in the area and we were just going around to all the houses to see if anyone saw anything." The policeman's tone was matter of fact but Amber knew he was lying.
" Do you have any suspects?"
" No, not yet." Amber knew they weren't looking for kidnappers. They were looking for mutants.
" I haven't seen anything."
" Are you sure?" The officer questioned, staring straight at her.
" Positive." Amber tried to hide the fear that had to be showing through in her every move.
" Even the slightest thing... abnormal-"
" Is your job to find the criminals or interrogate innocent people?" Amber barked out. " I said I hadn't seen anything." The guy took a minute to register her outburst.
" Well, if you do, give me a call," He handed Amber a card and looked her straight in the eyes. " Thanks for all of your cooperation ma'am." With that he and his partner left their house, not making Amber feel any better.
" Amber sweetie-" Amber cut her mom off, running in terror up the stairs, putting her hand on the steps when she almost tripped.
" Max! MAX!" Max opened the door, causing Amber to fall through, shutting it behind her as soon as she did.
" Quiet." He ordered, crossing to a window.
" Max they know. Why else would they be here?" She whispered, scared out of her wits.
" We have to leave Amber. But we can't do anything until they leave." He whispered, emphasizing 'they' at the same time he pointed out the window. Amber crossed the floor to the window, peeking between the curtains at the car that was still parked in front of their house.
" I won't be able to run anymore." Amber blurted without thinking.
" That's what you're worried about?"
" No, it's just-"
" I know. I know." Max hugged his twin closer to him dropping the curtain thinking about the situation they were in.
" We aren't the only one's in the world."
" But they're as scared as we are. We aren't even out of high school. Who'd want to help us Max?" He moved his sister away to look in her golden eyes.
" Professor Charles Xavier."