Chapter One--The New Mutant
"Stop it," snapped Storm, making Dragon look up at her with a bored expression on his face.
Storm eyed Dragon warily, and then continued with the lesson about meditation and concentration. Dragon knew that Storm was terrified of him, even though she would never admit it. Dragon had no control over his abilities when he was under high emotions, which seemed to be often, leaving everyone in the HQ on alert at all times. She also did not approve of Wolverine bringing in the new member of the X-Men that he was planning on bringing in today.
The minute she thought of the Mutant, the woman walked in. She was petite and leggy. Her dark red hair was pulled up in a bun and her brown eyes gleamed from under a layer of black eyeliner and charcoal eyeshadow. Dragon looked up from his drawing and watched her silently. She was wearing a red and black skirt, black knee-high socks with skulls on them, knee-high boots, and a low-cut halter top.
He watched the new mutant as she sat down. Storm stopped in the middle of giving notes and immediately handed a copy of the curriculum and the previous notes to the new girl. Dragon looked over at the female yet again lazily, and then continued working on his drawing. Something about her drew him to her. He looked over at her again out of the corner of his eye.
"So, what's your name?" Storm asked the girl kindly.
"Alexa," said the woman quietly.
Alexa, Dragon thought, she's so innocent…
"That's a pretty name," Storm replied, "I'm Storm. The guy next to you is Dragon."
Dragon nodded his head in acknowledgment and then continued drawing. Alexa looked over at the drawing curiously. Alexa only glimpsed a brief glimpse of black wings before the leather-bound sketchbook exploded into flame. She screamed and moved back from his desk, startled and scared. Dragon looked at her, a coldly amused grin on his face, his dark blue eyes emotionless. Alexa was taken aback by his eyes. They were a shade of blue that she had never seen in her life.
"Pyrokinesis," Dragon hissed, turning away from her and putting on his MP3 player; death metal blared out of it, indicating that he was done with the conversation.
Storm looked at Dragon reproachfully, sighed, and shook her head in disappointment. She would be having a very long talk with Dragon about his improvement in the behavioral department, or lack of it would be the better term. Dragon took off his headphones and looked at Storm before getting up and walking out of the room. Storm sighed and sat down. She looked up at the new girl. She did not like how Dragon had been looking at the female. She would have to have a talk with Wolverine about Dragon's progress with his Pyrokinesis.
"I'm sorry about him. He doesn't listen to anyone," Storm stated. "Don't let him get to you, Sweetie." Storm continued as she sat down next to the Mutant and looking at her kindly, yet seriously. "He is very, what's the word? Oh, yes, antisocial. He doesn't like people, especially women, so if I were you I would watch out for him. He seems to be interested in you."
Alexa looked at Storm confused, but by then it was too late. The bell was ringing and Storm had walked out of the room, leaving Alexa by herself, alone and confused. She sighed, brushing her bangs out of her eyes with her hand. She did not even know why she was here, let alone why this Dragon person was so interested in her.