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Title: Summary: The stories of some of the X-men
Chapter 1: Discovery of Powers and Help
Scott Summers lived a relativly easy life. His parents made enough money that he could have almost anything he wanted if he just asked. He was thirteen years old and was starting his eigth grade year at the local middle school.
Scott played sports and kept good grades in most subjects. He spent his free time working on the bike his dad said he could ride when he got it fixed up enough. Then everything changed.
The alarm clock buzzed to wake Scott up on the cool November morning. He quickly got ready and headed down to breakfast. After breakfast his Mom drove him to school and everything continued as normal. He played a game of basketball with his friends then went to class. He was one of the top students and had 20/20 vision so when he couldn't read the notes on the board in class he asked to move to the front.
Through out the day he noticed the changes in his vision to where by the time he got home he was worried that he could barley make out his parents faces. He decided he would skip dinner and go to bed thinking that maybe he was just tired. It was lucky that he did skip dinner because as he headed for his room upstairs he closed his eyes to try to clear his vision when he opened them all he saw was red and he heard something break.
After about two more times he realized that his eyes were destroying whatever he looked at. His parents had come to investigate what had happened. They immeadiatly packed some of his stuff and threw him out for fear of him hurting them.
"You can come back when you can assure us that you are not a danger. We cannot risk you hurting people. We will tell your brother and sister when they wake up." his mother told her now blind son. "Good luck out there."
For about a month Scott managed on what little money he had brought then he had to give up his shelter for lack of money. He became a begging blind boy until one day he found help.
"You look hungry young man. Would you like some food and maybe a warm place to sleep?" a mans voice asked.
"What do i have to do for it? i have no money and I can't see so what could i do to get food and shelter?" Scott asked a bit suspicious of this man who spoke to him.
"All I want to hear is your story. Those clothes are still fairly clean and aren't too badly torn so you obviously haven't been on the street too long. I want to know why a young healthy man like you is begging for money. Your parents should still be taking care of you. Come i have a car over here."
Scott reached up to touch the man and was suprised to find the tire of a wheelchair in front of him. He followed this mysterious man to his car still making sure to keep his eyes tightly shut.
The ride was silent until they arrived at their destination.Scott silently felt the wheelchair in front of him and followed its path. He was told to sit and did so on a soft couch.
"my name is Charles Xaivier. This place is my home and now if you would like it can be yours. All i want in return is for your story and for you to accept my help. So will you tell me why you won't open your eyes?" the strange man said briefly while pressing a glass into young scotts hand.
"My name is Scott Summers. I am thirteen years old i think I don't know how long I've been on the street. i got kicked out of my house by my own parents when something weird happened to my eyes. I dont knoew how to explain it I just know that i destroy whatever i look at. My parents said I was a danger to everyone so they packed my things gave me some money and sent me away."
"I think I might know whats happening to you. First can you come outside with me and show me this thing your eyes do?"
"I don't want to hurt anyone." Scott said reluctant to open his eyes ever again.
"Don't worry we are in the middle of the woods the nearest house is three miles away."
After he destroyed a few trees Scott reclosed his eyes. "See i'm dangerous."
"Let me tell you about my own experiance. I was maybe a little older than you when I learned i could read or control other peoples minds. it scared me but I eventually learned to control it. I decided about a year ago to make a school for people like me and you. We are different but I can help you learn to cope with your power and maybe learn to control it. That is of coarse if you chose to stay."
"Sure. It beats being on the streets."
A week later the Professor approached the still blind Scott. "I think I may have found a way for you to see. Come outside and we'll test it."
Scott followed the Professor outside and felt a pair of glasses pressed into his hand. "Put these on." he was instructed.
he did as he was told and made sure that he was facing away from the house. He opened his eyes and closed them immediatly at the sight of red. The Professor felt his reaction to the color.
"Open your eyes. The glasses are made of Ruby Quartz and therefore they are red. Try to see through them." the professor tried to reassure Scott.
Scott opened his eyes. He could see the trees in the distance and after a few seconds they were not destroyed. he could see again.
******** Jean Grey was fifteen years old and lived the average life. Her parents were not rich like Scott's but they made enough to get by. it started one after noon when she was sitting in class paying attention to the teacher completly ignoring the insults about being a geek and always being Ms. Perfect.
One of the bullies decided to try a new tactic on Jean that day. He pulled her bright red ponytail causing her to yelp in pain. She dropped her pen in the process and just out of her reach. she streached forward to get it when all of a sudden it jumped into her hand. This shocked her so much that she dropped the pen again. She tried to duplicate the jump but this time it flew past her and hit the guy who had pulled her hair.
He yelled out and the teacher turned around. "What are you yelping about?"the teacher asked leveling a stare at him.
"Jean threw her pen at me. It hit me in the face." the guy complained.
"Ms. Grey did you throw the pen at him?" the teacher asked.
"Yes ma'am. He deserved it to." she turned to the guy and took her pen out of his hand. Jean knew the teacher wouldn't beleive her if she said the pen hit him of its own free will so she went ahead and took credit.
"I'm shocked at you. Detention afterschool today."
Detention that day proved quite interesting as when she thought about the clock going faster she watched as the minute hand jumped twenty minutes. The teacher glanced at the clock almost right after. `Detention is over already that was fast.' jean heard the teacher say but the teacher never moved her lips.
Throughout the week more and more weird things like this happened. As she was walking home after school that Friday a boy with red sunglasses walked up to her.
"hi. I haven't seen you around here before. my name is Jean Grey whats yours?"
"Scott Summers. I don't actually go to this school but I'm here to talk to you. Have you noticed the strange things that are happening around you? Like what happened with the clock in the detention room." he said falling into step beside her.
"I didn't mean to make the clock go faster it just happened you're not going to tell are you?" Jean pleaded.
"No actually I'm here to ask if you want to go to a school where you can learn to control these weird events."
They had reached her house and he waited outside with the Professor as her parents informed her they would be sending her to the institute.
"I won't go! I don't have any friends but I do have people who don't make fun of me at this school. I won't go to some place where I don't know anyone. You can't make me!" Jean stormed out the door and ran past Scott and the Professor.
Scott knew how she felt not really knowing what was happening. he ran after her. He found her sitting under a tree in the park down the street. he slowly walked up to her.
"Hi again. Wanna talk about it?" he asked unsure of what else to say.
"You going to try to force me to go too. I --its just that we just moved here about a year ago and i am just now getting used to being here and now my parents want me to go away. I don't want to be friendless again. I don't want to start all over again."
"i know how it feels to be friendless. i went from having everything to having nothing in one day. I lost my family, my home, my vision...then this guy comes and tells me he can give me a home and gives me my vision back and has become my family. I know its hard to start over. i still miss my old life especially seeing other colors besides red and my brother and sister but I like my new life too. if you want I'll be your friend." Scott put his hand on her shoulder. "the Professor won't force you to come or let your parents force you but if you come with us you can make some new friends that won't judge you by your looks or abnormalty but will accept you for who you are."
Scott stood up and began to walk away. Jean watched him for a moment then got up and chased after him. "Hey wait up." she yelled and when she caught up they proceded back together. "Did you really mean what you said about being my friend?"
"every word."He took her hand in his and they continued to walk.
The Professor and The Grey's looked up when they heard someone approaching.They were suprised to see Scott and Jean walking hand in hand talking amongst themselves. Jean let go of Scott's hand and stood in front of her parents.
"I'm sorry I reacted the way I did. I know you have my best intrests in mind and I have decided to go to this school. I can make new friends and if it doesn't work out I could always come back."Jean hugged her parents and ran upstares to pack. Her mother left to go help and her father pulled scott to the side.
"Can I ask you to do me a favor young man?"he asked Scott quietly.
"Sure. And my name is scott for future referance."
"Ok, Scott. Can you look after my daughter for me? I want you to make sure she's safe and well treated. Would you do that for me?"
"I will do my best, Sir. I promise I will look after her."
****************** Ororo Monroe lived in an orphanage since she was five years old. her mother had died from a mysterious illness and her father had died when he was shot on patrol when some guards mistook him for a robber.
Over the years she began to notice that her dreams seemed to be connected to the wheather. It wasn't until one of the girls pushed her down while waiting for the water fountain after playing tag one july afternoon. She was ten years old and when she got mad about being pushed down clouds rolled in and thunder sounded throughout the play yard. Events like this happened sometimes like when it was raining but she wanted it to be sunny the clouds would just roll away revealing a bright sunny day.
About two weeks after this event and several like it she was approached by a bald man in a wheelchair.He began telling her about this school for gifted students who had certain powers and told her that she had the ability to control the weather and the young woman behind him soon asked if she wanted to come to the school.
She agreed when the orphanage realeased her to go with the man and the young woman she exidedly began asking about what other people could do. Ororo and Jean talked the whole trip and once they got to the mansion Jean introduced her to everyone else. Scott, Mark, Matt, Cari, April, and Sal. They all shook hands and talked for the rest of the night.
Title: Summary: The stories of some of the X-men
Chapter 1: Discovery of Powers and Help
Scott Summers lived a relativly easy life. His parents made enough money that he could have almost anything he wanted if he just asked. He was thirteen years old and was starting his eigth grade year at the local middle school.
Scott played sports and kept good grades in most subjects. He spent his free time working on the bike his dad said he could ride when he got it fixed up enough. Then everything changed.
The alarm clock buzzed to wake Scott up on the cool November morning. He quickly got ready and headed down to breakfast. After breakfast his Mom drove him to school and everything continued as normal. He played a game of basketball with his friends then went to class. He was one of the top students and had 20/20 vision so when he couldn't read the notes on the board in class he asked to move to the front.
Through out the day he noticed the changes in his vision to where by the time he got home he was worried that he could barley make out his parents faces. He decided he would skip dinner and go to bed thinking that maybe he was just tired. It was lucky that he did skip dinner because as he headed for his room upstairs he closed his eyes to try to clear his vision when he opened them all he saw was red and he heard something break.
After about two more times he realized that his eyes were destroying whatever he looked at. His parents had come to investigate what had happened. They immeadiatly packed some of his stuff and threw him out for fear of him hurting them.
"You can come back when you can assure us that you are not a danger. We cannot risk you hurting people. We will tell your brother and sister when they wake up." his mother told her now blind son. "Good luck out there."
For about a month Scott managed on what little money he had brought then he had to give up his shelter for lack of money. He became a begging blind boy until one day he found help.
"You look hungry young man. Would you like some food and maybe a warm place to sleep?" a mans voice asked.
"What do i have to do for it? i have no money and I can't see so what could i do to get food and shelter?" Scott asked a bit suspicious of this man who spoke to him.
"All I want to hear is your story. Those clothes are still fairly clean and aren't too badly torn so you obviously haven't been on the street too long. I want to know why a young healthy man like you is begging for money. Your parents should still be taking care of you. Come i have a car over here."
Scott reached up to touch the man and was suprised to find the tire of a wheelchair in front of him. He followed this mysterious man to his car still making sure to keep his eyes tightly shut.
The ride was silent until they arrived at their destination.Scott silently felt the wheelchair in front of him and followed its path. He was told to sit and did so on a soft couch.
"my name is Charles Xaivier. This place is my home and now if you would like it can be yours. All i want in return is for your story and for you to accept my help. So will you tell me why you won't open your eyes?" the strange man said briefly while pressing a glass into young scotts hand.
"My name is Scott Summers. I am thirteen years old i think I don't know how long I've been on the street. i got kicked out of my house by my own parents when something weird happened to my eyes. I dont knoew how to explain it I just know that i destroy whatever i look at. My parents said I was a danger to everyone so they packed my things gave me some money and sent me away."
"I think I might know whats happening to you. First can you come outside with me and show me this thing your eyes do?"
"I don't want to hurt anyone." Scott said reluctant to open his eyes ever again.
"Don't worry we are in the middle of the woods the nearest house is three miles away."
After he destroyed a few trees Scott reclosed his eyes. "See i'm dangerous."
"Let me tell you about my own experiance. I was maybe a little older than you when I learned i could read or control other peoples minds. it scared me but I eventually learned to control it. I decided about a year ago to make a school for people like me and you. We are different but I can help you learn to cope with your power and maybe learn to control it. That is of coarse if you chose to stay."
"Sure. It beats being on the streets."
A week later the Professor approached the still blind Scott. "I think I may have found a way for you to see. Come outside and we'll test it."
Scott followed the Professor outside and felt a pair of glasses pressed into his hand. "Put these on." he was instructed.
he did as he was told and made sure that he was facing away from the house. He opened his eyes and closed them immediatly at the sight of red. The Professor felt his reaction to the color.
"Open your eyes. The glasses are made of Ruby Quartz and therefore they are red. Try to see through them." the professor tried to reassure Scott.
Scott opened his eyes. He could see the trees in the distance and after a few seconds they were not destroyed. he could see again.
******** Jean Grey was fifteen years old and lived the average life. Her parents were not rich like Scott's but they made enough to get by. it started one after noon when she was sitting in class paying attention to the teacher completly ignoring the insults about being a geek and always being Ms. Perfect.
One of the bullies decided to try a new tactic on Jean that day. He pulled her bright red ponytail causing her to yelp in pain. She dropped her pen in the process and just out of her reach. she streached forward to get it when all of a sudden it jumped into her hand. This shocked her so much that she dropped the pen again. She tried to duplicate the jump but this time it flew past her and hit the guy who had pulled her hair.
He yelled out and the teacher turned around. "What are you yelping about?"the teacher asked leveling a stare at him.
"Jean threw her pen at me. It hit me in the face." the guy complained.
"Ms. Grey did you throw the pen at him?" the teacher asked.
"Yes ma'am. He deserved it to." she turned to the guy and took her pen out of his hand. Jean knew the teacher wouldn't beleive her if she said the pen hit him of its own free will so she went ahead and took credit.
"I'm shocked at you. Detention afterschool today."
Detention that day proved quite interesting as when she thought about the clock going faster she watched as the minute hand jumped twenty minutes. The teacher glanced at the clock almost right after. `Detention is over already that was fast.' jean heard the teacher say but the teacher never moved her lips.
Throughout the week more and more weird things like this happened. As she was walking home after school that Friday a boy with red sunglasses walked up to her.
"hi. I haven't seen you around here before. my name is Jean Grey whats yours?"
"Scott Summers. I don't actually go to this school but I'm here to talk to you. Have you noticed the strange things that are happening around you? Like what happened with the clock in the detention room." he said falling into step beside her.
"I didn't mean to make the clock go faster it just happened you're not going to tell are you?" Jean pleaded.
"No actually I'm here to ask if you want to go to a school where you can learn to control these weird events."
They had reached her house and he waited outside with the Professor as her parents informed her they would be sending her to the institute.
"I won't go! I don't have any friends but I do have people who don't make fun of me at this school. I won't go to some place where I don't know anyone. You can't make me!" Jean stormed out the door and ran past Scott and the Professor.
Scott knew how she felt not really knowing what was happening. he ran after her. He found her sitting under a tree in the park down the street. he slowly walked up to her.
"Hi again. Wanna talk about it?" he asked unsure of what else to say.
"You going to try to force me to go too. I --its just that we just moved here about a year ago and i am just now getting used to being here and now my parents want me to go away. I don't want to be friendless again. I don't want to start all over again."
"i know how it feels to be friendless. i went from having everything to having nothing in one day. I lost my family, my home, my vision...then this guy comes and tells me he can give me a home and gives me my vision back and has become my family. I know its hard to start over. i still miss my old life especially seeing other colors besides red and my brother and sister but I like my new life too. if you want I'll be your friend." Scott put his hand on her shoulder. "the Professor won't force you to come or let your parents force you but if you come with us you can make some new friends that won't judge you by your looks or abnormalty but will accept you for who you are."
Scott stood up and began to walk away. Jean watched him for a moment then got up and chased after him. "Hey wait up." she yelled and when she caught up they proceded back together. "Did you really mean what you said about being my friend?"
"every word."He took her hand in his and they continued to walk.
The Professor and The Grey's looked up when they heard someone approaching.They were suprised to see Scott and Jean walking hand in hand talking amongst themselves. Jean let go of Scott's hand and stood in front of her parents.
"I'm sorry I reacted the way I did. I know you have my best intrests in mind and I have decided to go to this school. I can make new friends and if it doesn't work out I could always come back."Jean hugged her parents and ran upstares to pack. Her mother left to go help and her father pulled scott to the side.
"Can I ask you to do me a favor young man?"he asked Scott quietly.
"Sure. And my name is scott for future referance."
"Ok, Scott. Can you look after my daughter for me? I want you to make sure she's safe and well treated. Would you do that for me?"
"I will do my best, Sir. I promise I will look after her."
****************** Ororo Monroe lived in an orphanage since she was five years old. her mother had died from a mysterious illness and her father had died when he was shot on patrol when some guards mistook him for a robber.
Over the years she began to notice that her dreams seemed to be connected to the wheather. It wasn't until one of the girls pushed her down while waiting for the water fountain after playing tag one july afternoon. She was ten years old and when she got mad about being pushed down clouds rolled in and thunder sounded throughout the play yard. Events like this happened sometimes like when it was raining but she wanted it to be sunny the clouds would just roll away revealing a bright sunny day.
About two weeks after this event and several like it she was approached by a bald man in a wheelchair.He began telling her about this school for gifted students who had certain powers and told her that she had the ability to control the weather and the young woman behind him soon asked if she wanted to come to the school.
She agreed when the orphanage realeased her to go with the man and the young woman she exidedly began asking about what other people could do. Ororo and Jean talked the whole trip and once they got to the mansion Jean introduced her to everyone else. Scott, Mark, Matt, Cari, April, and Sal. They all shook hands and talked for the rest of the night.