Rain poured down from the heavens in torrents; it had been coming down for hours. Normally, it wouldn't have been so bad, but Alexis had had enough of the water for her tastes. Sitting underneath a waterlogged tree was a young woman of medium height, her hair matted to her face and neck. The hair bow holding her hair back was now on her wrist since the pressure was much to great for the small piece of elastic worn with years of use. A roar sounded into Alexandria's ears over the roar of the thunder. She groaned to herself.
"Shut up, stomach. I'll get you food when I can." She complained. Turning her head in the direction she knew the school was supposed to be at, she had been on the road much to long and her destination was soon to be in her grasp. Reaching up, she brushed her hair out of her face and sighed deeply, waiting on the rain to let up just a bit. Shaking her head she leaned back on the tree trunk behind her, closing her eyes as she listened to the rain falling around her.
She didn't expect a warm welcome. When she had to go into any part of human civilization, she heard the news about the most well now mutant leaders, had either been killed or their powers were gone. The entire world felt much safer, but it only made Alexis feel even worse. Roger, how old would you be now? Would we be enemies now because of what I am? Would you hate me? Try to kill me? She had asked herself the questions many times during her travels, but had never had an answer for any of them.
The rain finally started to slack off, and the teenage girl stood up from her place under the tree. A drizzle of rain was still coming down, which was easily ignored. Bare feet padded on the black cemented road, the standing water making her steps much more noticeable. She continued on in much the same style for a couple of hours. As the day came to an end, the clouds threatening to split open again, Trans finally saw the large complex, she could only guess was the school she'd been searching for.
Reading the sign, she nodded to herself and stood in front of the gates. They were closed and she didn't see anyway that she was going to be getting in without climbing over the gates. Frowning, not in the mood to use either her powers or to climb up a wrought-iron fence she sat down in front of the gates. Glancing up at the sky, she checked to see how much longer she was going to have until it started raining again. It wasn't going to be more then an hour.
Jumping to her feet at the sound of a vehicle, she moved away from the gates as they opened up. Moving off to the side, she watched as a burly man on a motorcycle zoom past her. She cursed under her breath, but used the chance to get inside of the gate. Walking around she felt like a total stranger in a magical land where people like her should never be. Gulping back the insecurities, she reminded herself of the harsh two-year long journey to get to where she was now, that she wasn't allowed to back out now. After a few moments of stopping her mind from wandering, she walked towards the front door.
Her heart no longer pounded in her chest; her eyes were set like a corpse, her emotions hidden behind a carefully concealed mask. As she neared the double doors, they opened. Alexis stopped short, her limbs loose- waiting. A tall, slender framed woman came out from behind the door, her long, white hair blown by the slight gust of wind. The two females stared at each other until the rain started coming back down again. I was wrong on my calculation. That hasn't happened in a while. The fact that she was wrong puzzled her, but she couldn't dwell on the thought for every long. She didn't know if the woman standing about only ten feet away was an enemy or not.
"Why don't you come in where it's warm?" The woman suggested, her voice warm, full of something, Alexandria didn't quiet grasp the meaning of. Still, the teen wasn't sure if she could trust her or not. "I'm not going to hurt you. You're safe here." The words came as a shock, and Alexis keep that fact from showing on her face as she nodded her head slightly. She still didn't trust the situation, but she had to keep an appearance of being normal up.
I must have given it away some how. She can't be that good at reading people. Unless she can read minds, but I don't remember thinking anything. Must be in this situation with a lot of kids like me.
Alexis walked up the stone steps and out of the rain. The woman went to wrap her arm around her shoulder and walk her inside, but the look from the teen's face stopped her. Trans made sure her back wasn't completely to the woman and once they were inside the foyer, her back was up against something so no one could sneak up on her.
"My name is Storm." The woman said. Alexis figured it was a nickname based on her powers.
"Trans." So she felt she wasn't compelled to tell her real name. The woman, Storm as she had called herself, smiled at her before turning to look around. The place was pretty quiet; there were a few noises coming from the upper floor, but even those sounds were fading as time passed.
"Are you hungry?" She asked, the warm smile still on her face. Alexis' frown deepened at the look on Storm's face. A roar sounded out around them, and the teen knew the chances of her not answering the question were not going to be happening. "I guess that answers my question." She replied, before waving to Trans and telling her to follow her.
Alexis followed behind keeping her distance. She was glancing around taking in stock of where everything was located. She knew she might need to know for some future reason. Once the pair reached the kitchen, Storm went over to the fridge. She didn't ask what she wanted, but just started making a common sandwich, which was fine with Alexis. The sandwich was more then she had had in over two years. Then again, I had some really good deer meat. Too bad out in the wild, on the move it doesn't last long. She thought to herself, as Storm set the food on a plate on top the table along with a drink.
Instead of sitting down, Trans ate the meal standing up. Her feet were throbbing, but she easily ignored the pain as she devoured the food in front of her. All the while, the white haired woman was still smiling.
"You'll be able to eat more tomorrow morning at breakfast with the other students. For now, though, let's get you a room where you can sleep." Do I actually have to sleep with other people? Repressing a gulp, her thoughts continued to wander. Well, it will be the first time I've slept in a real bed or anything comfortable in two years. Might be a nice change…
Storm took the empty dishes and put them away to be cleaned before leading the girl out of the kitchen and up the stairs, Alexandria had seen when she first came into the school. Again, she was taking note of everything, what it would be good for, where it was its strengths and weaknesses. Nothing really escaped unless it was deemed completely useless then it was simply forgotten. After a few minutes the woman stopped walking and stood in front of one of the doors towards the end of the hall.
"This is one of our teenage female rooms. It's the only one I know that has an open bed." She opened the door quietly and walked in, showing Alexis right to the bed. The only bed open was a bottom bunk near the corner. There was a window right of to the side, which anyone laying on the bed could see perfectly out of into the yard. Alexis liked that fact; the thing that made it not so bad was the fact that it was the only bunk in the back. She could see everyone in the room, have her back to a wall, and no one could sneak up on her. A faint smile pulled at the edges of her lips.
Storm seemed to see or sense the smile because the one of her face only became larger. "There are blankets and a pillow already on the bed. If you need anything, I'll be around, or another teacher. Just go back to the foyer." Alexis nodded her head as she watched the woman walk away shutting the door behind her. Turning back around, she climbed into the bed not bothering with the covers she was now laying on, that she should have been laying under and slowly drifted off into a light sleep. She was facing the other bunks; one eye almost literally open, only they were both closed. Every little noise woke her up, but it was still a better sleep then she had had in many years, aside of the coma she had been in for about a decade.