'Get away, just get far away from that place' were the only thoughts going through the mind of a young man as he was running through the woods of the Adirondack Mountains. Wind and snow biting at his bare feet and torso, his short cropped hair didn't help either, but it seemed as if he was unaffected as he kept his pace, running anywhere he could find. He knew they were following him, he could hear them, smell them, he just knew, but they most certainly were not going to catch him not after what they had done to him. Seeming to explode out of the tree line, the young man found a sign that read 'Bayville 5 mi.'that was his destination, it was his closest way out.
Making his way through the ally ways and back streets, the young man made it to the outskirts of the town. There he found his reward, a large mansion, there had to be room for him there he could smell people but not enough to fill that huge home. Pushing his tired frame through the snow to the front door he knocked, revealing an older gentleman in a wheelchair and a woman with white hair. Mustering all the energy he could the young man began to speak.
"I could use some help." With that, there was only blackness in his thoughts.
"So Hank, how is the boy?" He could hear a calm soothing voice ask. He liked this voice it calmed him, made him feel safe. He could feel himself lying down on what felt like an operating table, that he didn't like so much.
"He'll be fine Ororo, but I did find that he is very much like Logan," Who was this Logan he wondered, and could that man do what he could. Yet here was another voice he like, like a nerdy uncle, if he could remember what his family was like he would imagine these two voices in it. "his blood sample revealed the X Gene and when I removed the needle it healed, just Like Logan. Now I'm just going to give him an IV," That didn't last, as soon as the needle made contact with his skin the young man was at attention. In front of his eyes was the woman from last night and, well, a huge fuzzy blue man. He decided to bare his fangs, releasing blades made from his bones from the sides of his arms to curl towards his fists. After staring them down he grabbed a near by shirt and ran out of the strange lab he had woken up in.
Retracting the blades made of his own bones into his arms, he exited the floor he was currently on. 'Where are you going Jason?' What was that voice, he wondered, and how did it know his name, Jason wondered. Not stoping to think Jason made his way up a set of stairs into the foyer he saw last night, 'Come this way.' he heared in his head again, and not knowing why Jason followed, he was in a strange daze, like he needed to follow this almost hypnotizing voice. 'You're very close Jason.' Jason found himself now on edge, waiting for someone to attack him, his instincts were pointing to all signs of danger, but his reason wanted to trust this strange voice he was hearing in his head. 'Right here.' Now Jason found himself standing in fround of a large set of wooden double-doors, letting his instincts have some relief he prepared himself to be ready to defend himself. Taking a deep calming breath Jason grabbed the handels and flung open the doors, taking his first step inside.
"Good morning Jason, I'm Professor Charles Xavier, would you like some breakfast?" This was not what Jason had expected, and scanned the room. At the head of the table was the man from last night giving him a warm and welcoming smile, to his left were a young man with ruby sunglasses with his arm around a beautiful young redhead, both with the older mans same smile on their faces. Then there were a long string of younger looking teens giving him warry glances but welcoming smiles. To his right was a gruff looking older man, at first glance he looked like he was giving no smile but Jason could see a small grin, next was another blue person but Jason noticed the differance, this one was, well, he was just plain goofy, his huge grin and enthusiastic wave brought a smile of his own to Jasons face. Yet it was the last person at the table that his eyes lingered on the longest, she looked about his age or a little bit younger with her long brown hair tied in a ponytail and bangs that framed her angelic face. She had the most amazing blue eyes so much so Jason felt himself becoming lost in them, however he was able to tear himself away from her to notice the empty seat next to her.
"Sure, I'm starving." Jason said, his voice barely over a whisper and took the seat next to the beautiful girl, letting his eyes rest on her for a few moments longer, before grabbing a plate and some food. Noticing movement near the door he saw the two people from the lab, Ororo and Hank, Jason thought there namees were. He shot them an apologetic glance, and in return he recieved a nod and a smile from both them. Looking to his right at the young girl he saw a hand out streached, and a breath taking smile on her face.
"Hey I'm Kitty It really nice to meet you." He took her hand in his and introduced himself and proceded to do so with the rest. Kurt was his favorite after Kitty, he seemed so free and alive that Jason thought he would be a great friend. He wasn't sure how he got here all he remembered from last night was knocking on their door, with that thought he saw the Professor look away, but he thought nothing of it. "Hey, like, let me show you around the mansion." Kitty said taking his hand and leading Jason away from the table, 'I'm so going to like this place.' he thought to himself.