My second fan fiction. Remember, I don't own anything.
My motorcycle stopped at the iron gate of the Institute. I heard a beep from the intercom and the gate opened. As I speed down the large driveway on my red 2012 DUCATI Multistrada S Pikes Peak, my heart raced. I spent the last 5 hours traveling on the open road, enjoying every moment of it. During that ride I had plenty of time to think about this place, and how I got here. The memory rushed back to me.
My 16 year old brother Sean and I had gotten into a heated argument. We were both screaming at each other. I got so angry, that I got this weird feeling in my fists. Sean's yells turned into screams of terror as he was lifted off of the ground and thrown across the living room, hitting the wall hard. My anger quickly faded as I rushed to help him. I could tell he was in a lot of pain. He was grabbing his shoulder and clenching his jaw, trying not to scream. I called the hospital. An hour later I found myself in a white hospital room, sitting at the foot of Sean's bed. His shoulder had been broken and he was unconscious. My face was buried in my hands, and I was sobbing silently. I didn't notice a man in a wheelchair come in.
The motorcycle picked up speed as my fists clenched at the memory. I quickly loosened my grip, slowing down to avoid hitting any innocent pedestrians. I came to a halt in front of the mansion's doors. As I parked my bike, I took off my black helmet, letting my layered strawberry red hair fall below my shoulders. My hair was that color ever since I dyed it at 15. I checked my watch, which read 3:45. I placed my helmet on the seat and headed inside. As I walked to the door, I checked out my outfit. I was wearing a gray tank top under my favorite black leather jacket. My dark faded jeans were torn at the knees and slightly covered my black combat boots.
I opened the door and found myself in a large room. The detailed walls were light beige that complemented the light red floors. Luscious dark red carpet flowed down the stairs and pooled over the main floor. Positioned on both sides of the grand staircase were two statues, both displaying ancient roman woman. The Victorian design of the room was compelling, however not really my style.
As I stood in the middle of the grand room, I heard footsteps. I looked up and saw somebody walking down the stairs. The girl walking down the stairs was rather pale, matching the white streak that was in the front of her reddish brown hair. She was wearing some pretty dark makeup and clothes, and spoke with a heavy southern drawl.
"Hi. Ma name's Rogue. The professor told me ya were down here and wanted me to show you where your room was." she said with a slight smile.
I nodded and said in my Boston accent, "My name's Jayde." She started to walk up the stairs, so I followed.
"You're staying with Kitty and I. Professor's pretty short on rooms." She said.
"No prob. I'm used to it. I had to share a room with my brother back in Boston."
"City kid huh? You'll get along with Evan."
We entered a room on the left of the narrow hallway. Despite there being three people now living in here, the space wasn't at all cramped. There were three beds pushed against the walls, and two bathrooms connected to the room. Sitting on a bed reading a magazine was another girl, with brown hair tied back away from her face, and blue eyes. She noticed Rogue and I come into the room, and put down her magazine. She stood up and walked towards us, smiling.
"Hey. You must be, like, our new roommate." she said with a valley girl accent.
I nodded and extended my hand. "Jayde Shields, nice to meet you."
She took my hand and shook. "My name's Katherine Pryde, but everyone calls my Kitty."
I let go of her hand and asked, "Which bed is mine?"
She turned around and pointed to the bed next to the large window. I noticed my two duffels that I set over last week, sitting on top of it. "That one's yours. Do you need help unpacking?"
"Not real..." I started, but Kitty was already unzipping my bag. I looked at Rogue, shrugged, and opened my closet.
An hour later
"Where are all of your shoes?" Kitty asked me, checking through my (nearly empty) bag.
Rogue laughed, "Not everyone has the entire Payless shoe store in there closet Kitty."
Kitty rolled her eyes. I taped up my Muse poster and stepped off of my bed. It was true that I only owned three pairs of shoes, my combat boots, converse, and one pair of black heels. I only wore the heels for special events though. I'm not one for dressing up. My outfits consist of jeans and a tank top.
We heard a knock on the door, and Rogue went over to it and opened it. A very tall girl with long red hair (not my strawberry red but more of a natural red), and green eyes walked into our room. She smiled at me politely and introduced herself as Jean.
"Professor Xavier wants you all downstairs for dinner." Jean told us.
As we all piled out of the room, I noticed a bunch of guys walked over to us. One had brown hair, and was wearing a green sweater, beige slacks, and red sunglasses. The boy standing next to him was African American, and had blond hair. He was wearing a white sleeveless t-shirt, beige shorts, white sneakers, and black gloves. Next to him was a boy with long bluish hair. They walked us to us.
"Hey, you guys heading down to dinner?" The sunglasses guy asked.
"Yeah, want to head down with us Scott?" Jean asked.
"Alright," Scott said, turning to me, "You must be Jayde. I'm Scott." He said, extending his hand.
I took it and shook, "That's me. Nice to meet you Shades." He smirked at his new nickname.
"Evan Daniels. And that's Kurt." The African-American kid said, pointing to the blue haired kid.
"Vat's happening?" Kurt said.
We started to walk down to the kitchen. Everyone started to ask me questions.
"What's your power Jayde?" Jean asked.
"I can manipulate the gravitational forces of a specific object. Watch." They all stopped and watched as I casually walked towards the wall. I placed one foot on the wall and started walking up it, as if I was just walking on the street. They looked amazed. I quickly walked back down to avoid leaving footprints on the walls.
"I don't just walk up walls either." I said, putting up my hand. The directing motion made the vase on the nearby end table float five feet off of the table. I put it back down.
The shock of my power wore off within five seconds. After that we started walking again. I then remembered something Rogue had mentioned earlier.
"So, Evan, Rogue told me you're from the city. Which one?" I asked
"New York. You a city kid too." Evan asked.
I nodded, "I'm from Boston."
He laughed slightly, "Then I guess we're destined to be enemies."
We all laughed as we made our way into the kitchen. We were having pizza that night, and as we made our way in, we all grabbed a slice. Everyone took a seat at the large table and the questions ensued.
"So Jayde," Scott asked, swallowing his mouthful off pizza, "Other than mutant abilities, what talents do you have?"
"I'm pretty good with fixing cars, raced motorcycles for a few years. I can fight, because my brother Sean taught me how to, and I did gymnastics since I was three but quit a few years ago." I replied. I finished off my first slice of pizza and grabbed another one.
"Why'd you quit?" Scott asked.
"The couches wanted me to get serious and start going to state championships, special lessons in Marlborough, and I just didn't want to do that, you know?" I said.
"What kind of music and clothes do you like?" Kitty asked.
"I'm more of a tomboy. Alternative and rock are my kind of music." I replied.
"Do you play sports?" Evan asked.
"I love sports. After I dropped gymnastics I started racing motorcycles. I've been doing it for four years now." I said, grabbing another slice of pizza.
"How'd you do in school?" Jean asked.
I shrugged my shoulders, swallowed my bit of pizza and replied, "Good I guess. Normally keep around an A-. By the way, do you guys go to regular school?"
Kurt nodded. "You start zat Bayville tomorrow."
After dinner, all of us went up to our rooms. I set my alarm for 5:45 and went into the bathroom. I brushed my teeth and changed into my black lounge shorts and dark purple tank. I got into bed, said "Goodnight" to Rogue and Kitty, and slept. But, the painful memories found their way into my dreams.
So you learned about Jayde. But what are these painful memories she speaks of. Find out in Chapter 2.