So yes, Broken silence is on hold for a while, I've recently gotten back into my X-men interest and decided to try and write a story following the James McAvoy X-men films.
Ch. 1: Noah Beckett
"Please, let me go!" Michael, her Ex-boyfriend had been following her home from classes.
"Baby, come on—" Michael suddenly froze, as in stopped moving altogether.
"What's going on?!" a shadow at the end of the street caught her attention as it advanced on her. Noah backed up as the person continued advancing on her, "I-I don't know what you want but I haven't got any money."
'Relax. I'm not going to hurt you, love.' The voice was inside her head, Noah stared at the advancing figure before turning and running off down the road.
'oh come on, really?' I could hear his footsteps catching up with me as I rounded the corner, running smack into a much larger guy who deterred me until the shorter one caught up.
"We only wanted to talk to you, Noah!" She stared back at him with fear, "How do you know my name?! Are you stalking me or something?!" the taller one gave an exasperated sigh, "We're mutants, like yourself." Noah looked like a deer in headlights.
"I don't know what you're talking about! I'm not one of those freaks."
"Why do you want to hide it? You have a unique gift."
"Why do I hide it? If you knew what I—" The shorter male placed his forefinger and middle finger to his temple and began sifting through her memories.
'Noah, you're one of them…' an 11-year-old Noah stared at a red haired girl before looking down at her wrists, a mark resembling an intricately designed vine had started to form on her wrist, a sun just above it.
'I…I have to go' A The younger Noah took off down the sidewalk, leaving school behind.
"That's private, get out of my head!" Noah stared back at the telepath angrily, shoving his much larger accomplice away from her body.
"Noah?" She stared at the shorter one with disdain, "How dare you!" she spat, "You stay out of my head, and you stay away from me!" she turned and ran off, leaving them behind.
"Well, I think she likes you." Erik commented to his shorter compatriot.
"Shut up, Erik."
"Homework is due next Thursday, and please do the assigned reading for Monday. Dismissed." Noah grabbed her bag and slung it over her shoulder, leaving the classroom behind.
"Yo, Beckett!" She turned to see Christian running up to her, someone she had met her freshman year at UCLA (University of California, Los Angeles.) "What's up?"
"A couple of us are going partying tonight, you want in?" Noah stared at him as if here was an idiot. "You know I don't drink, Chris…" he sighed, running a hand through his messy ash-blond hair.
"You really should lighten up a bit, just come for like…an hour, if you're Miserable I'll have Lexi take you home. Fair?" She sighed.
"Whatever…" Christian smiled ruffling her hair, she huffed in annoyance, "Don't touch my hair, boy!" she smacked him in the arm, "We'll pick you up at 7:30 tonight."
"Sounds great" Christian turned and walked away. "A party sounds fun, right Erik?"
"I think so; think they'd mind if we gate crashed?"
"Not you again!" the shorter of the men just smiled at her, "You didn't hear me out last night, love." Noah sighed, "What do you want with me?" The shorter one placed an arm over her shoulder and she tensed up.
"We'd only like an hour of your time Miss Beckett—"
"Let me stop you right there, man. Miss Beckett was my mother, I'm Noah."
"Noah then, We won't waste your time, I promise. I'm Charles by the way, Charles Xavier."
"I know who you are. You recently graduated from Oxford university with a degree in Genetics, congratulations by the way, I saw one of your thesis lectures when I was in New York."
"How flattering, you've an interest in Genetics?" Noah shrugged his arm off, "It's one of my minors."
"You must be rather intelligent in your field then to double minor." She rolled her eyes, "If flattery is your pitch, you're throwing slow, buddy. Now can you please tell me why you want to talk to me so badly?"
"We'll chat over coffee?"
"Fine, but you only have an hour. I have to pretend to care what other think in approximately 3 and a half hours."
"Wonderful, shall we then?" Noah readjusted her bag and followed them out of the lecture hall.
"So wait…you're telling me there's a crazy guy trying to start world war three and you're here to enlist my help? Give me one reason I should even consider helping you?"
"I think it would be fair to say you lack proper control over your powers, yes? That's why you wear the glove on your hand, isn't it?" she hid her gloved hand under the table.
"That's none of your business, Charles."
"what exactly can you do?" Noah sighed standing up.
"I can't show you in here…" Charles and Erik shared an interested look, "Can you show us outside?" the blonde grabbed her back pack and headed for the door, Charles pad for the coffee and followed.
"There's a park nearby, I'll show you there." She led the way down the street making a few complex turns until they arrived.
"This time of day the park is empty, so it's the perfect place." Charles and Erik looked at her with interest as she peeled the fingerless glove off her hand revealing the intricate vine pattern and sun marking entwined around her wrist. "Stunning, only other mutant I've seen with markings is Angel."
"Angel?" Noah was curious. "One of our other recruits, she's quite fascinating, she can fly."
"That's pretty cool."
"Alright, sorry, let's see what it is you can do." Noah grinned and took a seat on the ground, "you may not want to get to close." She crossed her legs and closed her eyes focusing on the large willow tree in front of them, the long, hanging vines beginning to grow out towards her.
"That's incredible!" the sudden shout made her lose her focus, however, and she lost control, the vines began lashing out at Charles and Erik, the vines quickly wrapped around the two men, lifting them off the ground and throwing them clear across the expanse of the park. Noah panicked and tried to stop the tendrils from attacking again.
"Well, that was…fantastic! You control nature?" Noah wondered if he hadn't hit his head a bit hard on collision.
"My power just whipped you around like a rag doll and you think that's fantastic?!" Charles chuckled,
"Of course, I've never heard of anyone with a mutation like yours." Noah felt her irritation grow.
"Yeah, well I don't think if any other like myself exist, they'd make it known. Look what happens when I get distracted or startled."
"Well, our offer was to help train you."
"I know, but how do I know I can trust you, you tried to ambush me last night—"
"That was not my intention, and we certainly never meant to frighten you, Noah."
"well, the perhaps next time don't have tall, dark and foreboding, grab onto me." Erik gave her a look, "I'm not foreboding…am I?" Charles gave him a mischievous smile "You are tall…" he left the actual question unanswered. Noah smiled.
"so, she does smile?!" Charles gave a mock shocked expression, she nudged his arm, "Shut up, Charles!" he rose his hands in front of him in mock surrender.
"Well, about our earlier request?" Noah gave him a look, "Oh, right. About me joining your little mutant division, sure. As long as you hold true to your promise of helping me with…this." Charles grinned at her, "Deal." He held out his hand, she shook it politely.
"I do believe you have a party to get to, we may have kept you longer than we intended." Noah looked down at her watch, "CRAP! I really have to go! I should be back at the dorms by 8:30 you can stop by then!" Charles and Erik shared a look as the eccentric girl sprinted out of the park.
"She seems…interesting."
"I agree, my friend." Charles watched as the blonde girl sprinted down the way they had come. Heading back towards the UCLA campus at a leisurely pace.
"I can't believe you didn't watch her Chris!" A red haired girl scolded the blonde boy, "How was I supposed to know it was drugged?!" Noah's face was pale and her head was rolled to one side.
"Oh my god! Noah, Noah, honey can you hear me?" No response, the red head stared angrily at the blonde again, Charles had heard the commotion from the car and reacted quickly, rushing over.
"Is she alright?" He knelt down beside the petit blonde girl and check for her pulse, "She's fine, but I think it best we get her to a hospital, they can flush the drugs out of her system."
"Excuse me, but who are you?"
"I'm a friend of Noah's, My name is Charles Xavier." The red heads face flashed with recognition.
"You're that nerdy guy she saw in New York! I didn't know you were friends." Erik gave a humored snort at Charles being called a nerd.
"Yes well, Noah is rather bright, and birds of a feather flock together as they say. Erik and I can get her to the hospital faster than you could on foot." Christian and the red haired girl nodded, "You'll make sure she's fine?"
"I swear on my life." Charles gently lifted Noah off the ground where they had laid her, and setting her gently in the back seat of his 1962 Chevrolet Corvette custom roadster, before getting into the driver seat and speeding off down the road.
"Erik, Can you monitor her condition?" the metal manipulator gave a curt nod but as he turned to look at the girl he was met with something interesting. "Charles…what should I do if she starts glowing?"
"I beg your pardon?"
"She's glowing, Charles." The telepath stopped the vehicle on the side of the road and turned, looking at the girl in his back seat, "Well, that is unusual, isn't it? I don't suppose we can take her to the hospital like this now, can we?"
"No, I don't think that would be a good idea."
"It is rather extraordinary though, I wonder why she didn't show us this earlier."
"Maybe she doesn't know." Charles gave another nod, "She is truly spectacular with her mutation."
"You sound like a boy in love, Charles!" Erik gave a playful grin, Charles nudged him, continuing to watch the glowing girl.
"You know…I can hear you…" The glow died down and she stared up with grey-green eyes alight with the dying light.
"Beautiful…" Noah gave him an odd look, "either of you care to tell me why I'm in the back of a corvette?" her glowing silver orbs stared between the two men.
"We were taking you to the hospital." Noah nodded, "Why? I'm fine, really." The two men shared an uncertain look.
"shall we head back to the facility then?"
"Yeah…I have no change of clothes and I refuse to go anywhere else dressed like this." She indicated to her much too short for public dress and stiletto heels. As if only just realizing her choice in Clothing, Charles started the car and headed back to the UCLA girl's dorms for the second time that night.
"Now we can go." Noah had reemerged from the dorm with a duffel bag and a different outfit consisting of ripped black denim jeans, a white T-shirt with a band logo on the front, her favorite leather jacket, and a pair of dusty, faded combat boots.
"Are you sure you have everything?" she tossed her bag into the trunk and climb in behind the passenger's side, "I should hope so. I mean, I will be back, right?" Charles gave her a hard look.
"I will be back, right?" she asked again.
"It depends on the outcome."
"Whoa! What?! What do you mean it depends on the outcome?!" she got no answer as Charles started the car again, leaving the campus again.
"Dammit, Xavier. Answer me!" he gave no response, "I'll jump out of this car, I swear to god, Charles." Her voice carried a warning.
"We're after a dangerous mutant named Sebastian Shaw, if all goes well, we'll be the victorious team. I've been recruiting mutants like us to take him down."
"So wait, you want me, to be involved in taking down some lunatic with a team of level four and five mutants on his side?"
"Well, yes, not exactly the words I'd have used, but yes."
"Sounds fun! So, these other mutants, what are they like?"
"Why not ask them yourself when we get back?" Noah grinned
"Erik and I have a meeting, Agent Lloyd will show you to the room where the others are." Noah gave a nod, watching as they walked off towards another area of the base.
"So, you're one of the new recruits?" Noah gave another nod, choosing not to speak until he stopped outside a reinforced metal door. "the rest are in here."
"Thank you." Agent Lloyd had left her standing outside the door, taking a deep breath she pushed the door open and all of a sudden all talking ceased and all eyes landed on her.
"Who are you?"
"I'm Noah, Noah Beckett. Charles recruited me." The only other blonde in the room looked over with intrigue, "My brother recruited you? So, you're a mutant?" Noah gave a nod taking a seat on an empty stool at the back of the room.
"we were just talking about code names, I'm going to be mystique" a red head across the room snapped his fingers, "Damn, I wanted to be mystique" Noah grinned at the red head, "Well too bad, I called it." Noah felt she and the blonde would get along quite well. "Besides, I'm way more mysterious than you." The blonde girl shifted, blue scales running across her skin as a second copy of the red headed boy was in her place. The blonde shifted back.
"That's pretty cool."
"What about you Darwin?" the dark skinned guy stood up, "Well Darwin's already kind of a nick-name, so that works." He walked over to the fish tank, everyone cheered as gills formed along his face as he dunked his head under water.
"I want to be called Banshee." Noah gave the red head a confused look,
"Why do you want to be named after a wailing spirit?" a boy with dark blonde hair asked, the red head stood up.
"Might want to cover your ears." Once all ears were covered he tried to shatter the glass on the table but miscalculated and shattered the window on the far wall.
"What about you?" The red head sat back down, looking at the dark haired girl.
"My stage name was angel." She shed her jacket as her wings peeled back from her skin, "You can fly?!" the other blonde exclaimed.
"Yeah, and um—" she spits this fiery ball of something and everyone watched as it landed on the statue outside.
"How is that angelic?" the dark haired girl pulled her jacket back on before sitting down.
"Hank, what about you?"
"I've got one for him—Big foot." The blond stared down at the dark blond boy's feet, "well, you know what they say about guys with big feet, and yours look kinda small."
"Alright, now. Come on, Alex, what can you do?"
"I can't do anything in here."
"How about outside?" Noah pointed out the broken window, Alex climbed out into the small courtyard.
"Get back when I tell you." Alex started shifting around s red energy disks formed around is torso, "Get back" everyone complied for a few seconds before peeking around the corner again, "I said get back!" when no one listened Alex rolled his eyes as the rings shot out and cut the statue in half.
Once Alex was seated again all eyes landed on Noah. "So, blondie, what can you do?" Noah tried to think of how to best demonstrate her powers, she tugged off the fingerless leather glove and set it in the flat surface beside her before climbing out the window.
"Are your power's destructive as well?" Hank inquired.
"Not…exactly destructive, more like the opposite."
"You can create things?" Noah grinned. "Just watch and see." She closed her eyes, focusing on her breathing as she felt for the nearby tree's energy, all eyes watched as the tree grew new branches and the leaves followed her hand motions as if dancing.
"You control nature?" the other blonde girl seemed thoroughly impressed.
"Yeah, But I've been told it's not the only thing I can do, I have a half sun and half-moon marking just above the vine."
"That's awesome!" Noah laughed at Sean.
"I think I have the perfect name for you, Noah." Noah looked at the shapeshifting girl,
"Nymph."
Noah had left the room behind once the others had decided to party, deciding to just rest outside in the hall.
"What are you doing?!" it was a woman's voice; she didn't seem thrilled. Noah opened the door and peeked in, Charles shot her a disapproving look.
"Who broke the statue?" the brunette woman asked
"It was Alex." Noah came to the rescue though, "None of meant to break anything, ma'am. We just wanted to know what one another could do."
"And who are you? I don't think I know you." Noah made no move, sensing the woman's clear anger at the group of mutants.
"I'm Noah Beckett, I was a late recruitment."
"Well, At least one of you has some manners." Noah fumed at this, her body felt tingly and she realized all eyes were on her again, "You glow?" The blond looked down at her phosphorescent skin with intrigue.
"Amazing…" Charles ran a hand through his hair, "This isn't a party, or a game. We're at war!" Noah felt something bubble up inside her, anger, resentment, she didn't know but the glow her skin gave off increased, her eyes starting to light up like they had in the car.
"Don't let this happen again…" Charles and Erik left the group behind, Noah continued to feel the rage build, leaving the room, illuminating the entire corridor with her glow.
A knock on her door startled her, the plant she was playing with dropped back down to the metal desk surface.
"Who is it?"
"It's Charles, can we talk?" Noah ignored him, knowing he was going to come in anyways. The door opened and in he walked, dressed in a white T shirt and pajama pants.
"Noah I'm—"
"an Idiot? I know."
"I was going to say—"
"That you were too hard on us? I know that too."
"Would you let me finish a sentence?" Noah rolled her eyes "I don't know. Can I be trusted to let you finish a sentence?" Charles felt irritation rise up inside him.
"Noah!" he gripped her firmly by the shoulders now, it triggered a response and her skin warmed up, Charles retracted his hands. "Hot!" Noah stared at him warily, moving out of reach.
"Say your piece, then we'll see if you're worth forgiving."
"I'm sorry I blew up at you all, things are rather stressful right now…"
"As a college student, I know stress." Charles gave her a pointed look.
"This is bigger than Lectures and term papers, Noah. We're not trained for combat, running around like chickens with our heads cut off won't benefit anyone."
"Then do something about it Charles, you gathered us together to help fight alongside you, stop treating us like children in a classroom and work with us as a team." Charles took a seat in an arm chair across the room from her.
"A team?"
"Yes, Charles, a team. All of us are looking to you for guidance. Lead us." Charles smiled at the blond girl in front of him.
"Perhaps you're right, Noah." The blonde grinned, nudging his arm now. "so, what name did Raven and the other's stick you with? I got Professor X." Noah grinned and sat on her bed.
"Nymph." Charles gave her a wide grin,
"That's, actually fitting."
So. Chapter 1 is done, please let me know what you think and whether I should continue or not. I do really like Noah and Charles' relationship currently so I think regardless I may continue to write this story even if I don't keep posting it up on here.
Anyway as stated prior please review.