"Politics Suck"
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Many people were gathered in a room for a meeting, most of them being politicians and reporters.
Sitting down in a chair at the far back of the room was a 15 year old girl who had raspberry colored hair, tanned skin and chocolate brown eyes.
She was wearing a grey fedora hat, a blue t-shirt, leather jacket, dark jeans and white sneakers.
Her eyes were darting around; taking in the sight of the people and felt nervous being in a crowd filled with adults who would all harm her if they learned what she was.
As though he could tell what the girl was feeling, the man sitting next to her reached over and gripped her hand in his own.
At the feel of it, the girl turned towards the bald man dressed in a suit who was seated in a wheelchair beside her.
"It's all right, Davia. No reason to be so tense." He told her.
"Yeah, easy for you to say. You don't have to cover up when out in public, Charles." Davia 'Davey' Motomiya whispered.
Pulling the girl's hand up to his lips, Charles Xavier kissed her knuckles and gave her a comforting smile.
"One day soon, you won't have to do that either." He told her.
"Pretty sure I'm gonna be a shriveled up old woman by then." Davey said.
Charles didn't respond to her comment since an old man with white hair and blue eyes named Senator Robert Kelly had stepped up on stage to speak into the microphone.
When Davey set her eyes on Kelly, the man who wanted to pass the Mutant Registration Act, something that would take away a mutant's freedom, the girl glared over at him.
"Now, everyone, we will be welcoming Dr. Jean Grey who will be giving a presentation of mutation." A man spoke.
He then stepped away from the stage and allowed a woman with brown eyes and red hair to walk up to the front of the microphone, confident in herself to start her presentation.
"Ladies and gentlemen, we are now seeing the beginnings of another stage of human evolution. These mutations manifest at puberty and are often triggered by periods of heightened emotional stress." Jean explained.
"Thank you, Ms. Grey. It was quite educational." Kelly interrupted her.
This caused Jean to gain an annoyed look on her face and Davey felt slightly sick.
Kelly was highly against mutant rights and his bigotry for their race made her feel horribly uncomfortable.
"However, it fails to address the issue that is the focus of this hearing. Three words: Are mutants dangerous?" Kelly asked.
The man looked highly smug as the attention was on him and he appeared as though he had already won the debate.
"I'm afraid that's an unfair question, Senator Kelly. After all, the wrong person behind the wheel of a car can be dangerous." Jean said.
Head picking up, Jean then heard the thoughts of Davey which she was projecting quite loudly.
"Adolf Hitler, Charles Manson, Jeffery Dahmer, Aileen Wuornos. Humans can be pretty dangerous themselves, you hypocrite." Davey thought in her anger.
Ignoring the teen's thoughts, especially since she knew the girl had a horrible experience with humans when her family found out she was a mutant, Jean turned her attention back onto Kelly.
"Well, we do license people to drive." Kelly retorted.
"Yes, but not to live. Senator, it is a fact that mutants who have come forward and revealed themselves publicly have been met with fear, hostility, even violence." Jean said.
Kelly kept a smug grin on his face as he listened to Jean speak, then turned his attention onto a man who stepped up to his side and began to whisper information in his ear.
"It is because of that ever-present hostility that I am urging the Senate to vote against mutant registration. To force mutants to expose themselves will only further-"
"Expose themselves? What is it the mutant community has to hide I wonder that makes them so afraid to identify themselves?" Kelly cut Jean off.
Standing up from her seat, Davey began to slink off into the shadowed area and Charles stared after her with a worried look, knowing that this was difficult for her to deal with.
The girl knew that the people's bigotry wouldn't allow them to listen to what Jean had to say to prove that mutants were still humans, only with special abilities, and they would condemn them without a fair trial.
"I didn't say they were hiding." Jean denied.
That was the last thing Davey heard as she blocked out Kelly's voice as he spoke of a young mutant child who had been caught using their powers to break the law.
Walking out of the room, the girl was unaware of the older gentleman who was following after her, curious over the child who was upset by what was going on at the Senate.
Once she was far away from the hearing, Davey took in a deep breath and leaned against the wall, hand reaching into her hat and scratching at a black furred ear.
"It's difficult, isn't it?" An old male voice questioned.
Jumping away from the wall, Davey's hands gripped at her hat and kept it pressed down on her head.
An old man with white hair dressed in a long black coat and black fedora was standing behind the girl, staring at her with calculating blue eyes.
"Having to listen to the politicians speak of things they claim to know are best for everyone. People like them will never understand the struggles that we all face with each passing day. Nor do they seem to care. The world is filled with people throughout history finding reasons to start conflicts. Religion, race. And now they choose to rage wars over this." The man said.
Confused over who the man was and why he was speaking with her, Davey kept silent and watched him with a critical eye, wondering if he would get to the point on why he had sought her out.
"It proves just how destructive the human population truly are doesn't it?" The man smirked at her.
"Who are you?" Davey asked.
"I am someone who believes that people like us shouldn't be forced to hide ourselves away from the world. We shouldn't be ashamed of what we can do or what we look like." The man said.
Annoyed with the way the man had dodged the question and also curious with the way he was speaking, Davey opened her mouth to demand who he was once again, but stopped when she picked up a familiar scent.
Turning around, Davey found Charles rolling over towards them and a serious frown was set on his set as his blue eyes landed on the man dressed in black.
"Hello, Charles." The man greeted with an amused grin.
"Erik, what are you doing here?" Charles asked.
"For the Senate, of course. Then, I had the joy of meeting one of your new students."The man, Erik, informed.
Sensing the tension in the air, Davey glanced between the two men and wondered how they knew each other.
Glancing over at the teen and seeing the concern in her chocolate brown eyes, Charles nodded his head at her.
"Davia, why don't you go out to the car? I'll have Jean come get me." The old telepath said.
"If you say so." Davey nodded and started walking away.
"Davia? A lovely name, but not one that suits you. Tell me, child, what's your real name?" Erik questioned.
Pausing, Davey glanced over her shoulder at the strange man and frowned at him, unsure what he meant by that question.
Not answering him, the girl continued to walk off and when she arrived at an area where there were no people or security cameras, her body was consumed by the shadows that rose up around her.
Relaxing into the comforting embrace of the darkness, Davey opened her eyes which were now glowing a pale pink color and soon found herself being teleported into the back of Charles' car which had tinted windows.
Once she was safely inside of the car, Davey allowed herself to relax and pulled off her hat, revealing her large triangular shaped ears which were covered in black fur.
Taking her coat off, she then unwound the long black tail that had been curled around her waist and started rubbing it to work out the kinks it had developed from being tied around her waist so tightly.
"Man, this day completely sucks." She groaned.
Hearing her cell phone ringing, Davey grabbed her jacket and pulled the small silver colored device out of her pocket and answered it.
"Yeah?" She greeted.
"Hey, it's Willis. How did the Senate go?" The familiar male voice asked.
Feeling a small smile curve onto her lips at the sound of Willis Stuart's voice, Davey relaxed in her seat and held her coat against her chest.
"It sucked, that's how it went. Anyway, how's Veemon? He didn't get into the coffee or the soda again, did he?" She asked.
"Nah, he's fine, don't worry about it. He and Terriermon are actually playing with the younger students right now. Oh! Storm and Cyclops wanted me to tell you guys that Cerebro picked up two new mutant signatures in Canada and they're on their way to pick them up." Willis informed.
Becoming more alert at the new information, Davey looked outside to see if Jean and Charles were on their way back to the car yet.
"Okay, well, we'll be leaving in a few minutes. I'll see you when we get back." Davey said.
"Right. Bye." Willis said and the two mutants/Keepers of the Golden Digi-Eggs hung up.
(At the mansion...)
Leaving the city and driving out into the secluded area of West Chester, the three mutants pulled up to the gate that blocked entrance to the beautiful mansion which had been converted into a boarding school.
The plaque on the front of the gate had the words "Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters" engraved onto it; making people believed it was a place for children with disabilities to live in.
What no one really knew was that it was a safe haven for children and adults who had been born with the X gene and they had been cast out by their own families for being born with gifts that no one understood.
The gates opened and jean drove the car forward, being careful of the children who were all out in the front yard, wandering around and playing.
Parking the car in the garage, Jean then got out of the driver's seat and Davey took the wheelchair out of the trunk, rolling it over to Charles' side of the car so the two females could help him into it.
"Thank you, girls." He smiled up at them.
"Davey, why don't you head on inside? I've got it from here." Jean insisted.
"You sure?" Davey asked her.
"Yeah, go on." Jean smiled down at her.
The redhead knew that the teen was stressed from being at the Senate and simply wanted to surround herself with her friends at the moment to forget about it.
"If you say so." Davey nodded.
Grabbing her coat and hat from the car, Davey then made her way inside and smiled brightly when she was met with the peaceful atmosphere of the school.
Honestly, Davey didn't hate humans and believed that some of them could be kind and accepting, but they still frightened her with how quick they were to judge others simply because they were different.
Being in the school for mutants, though, it was safe and filled with people of different ethnicities who all had an assortment of powers.
No one judge anyone here for being different and they were all accepting of everyone's strange quirks.
Walking through the halls, Davey passed by the other students and smiled at them as they each called out their own greetings.
Heading down to the living room, Davey peeked into the room to find a blond boy her age with blue eyes who was dressed in a maroon colored shirt and plain jeans.
He was holding a brown rabbit creature with three horns on its forehead and pink markings on its neck, feet and ears.
Laughter caught Davey's attention and she smiled down at the children who were all playing with the two other Digimon.
Terriermon, the beige rabbit with a single horn of his forehead and green markings on his ears, neck and feet was whining as some of the younger children fought over him.
Veemon, the blue dragon with a white mouth and stomach, scarlet red eyes and yellow V shaped markings on his face was coloring with the slightly older children.
The sight of it all made Davey smile and lean against the frame of the entry way, staring at the happy interaction between the mutant children and the Digimon.
Feeling someone staring at him, Veemon glanced over and smiled happily when he saw his partner had returned from the Senate hearing and he jumped up from where he was coloring.
"Davey, you're back!" Veemon cried.
Perking up at hearing this, Willis, Lopmon, Terriermon and the children all turned to see Veemon jump into Davey's arms.
"Finally. No offence, but I'm not very good at looking after kids." Willis grinned as he walked over to the girl.
"You're gonna have to learn to deal with that, Sweetness." Davey winked at him.
Willis chuckled at her and stepped back when some of the children rushed over to Davey, tugging at her shirt and arms for attention.
"Davey, can we have a tea party?"
"You said you'd teach me how to play soccer."
"Can we have cookies for snack time?"
Laughing, Davey bent down and listened to the children as they all started making requests and Willis stood on the sidelines, watching it all happen with amusement.
Once before, Davey had told him in confidence that she never wanted to have children because she didn't have the patience or maternal instincts to care for a child, but as he watched her now, he had a feeling that things had changed over the years of attending the school.
Jean and Charles arrived at the living room, peering inside and smiling as they watched how Davey was now holding a boy with a lizard's tongue in her arms and grinned down at the rest of the children.
"Okay, tell you what? How about we all go outside to play soccer and after that we can have milk and cookies? Does that sound good?" She asked.
The children were eager to agree and started pulling the girl out of the room with them, fighting over who would have her on their team.
This made Willis laugh, before he was someone herded into the debate and forced to join in the game.
Giggling at the sight, Jean shook her head in amusement and continued to roll Charles away, not noticing the large, proud smile that was on his face.
To be continued...