Spark in the Dark
Chapter 1: A meeting of Chance
It was cold. This was the sort of weather Adam liked. It helped him to concentrate. He had been travelling now for a fortnight, trying to get to the mansion. The safe place he had been told about. It was a place where mutants weren't discriminated. Unfortunately he hadn't packed for this all he had been his black shirt trousers and a pair of fingerless gloves. If he stayed out here, in this pine forest, much longer he would probably freeze. All he could hear were his footsteps in the snow and what felt like gale force wind whistling in the trees and through his long, black hair.
Then he heard a noise, he couldn't make out what it what it was so he turned around and had a look. It was a man on a bike, going at quite a pace.
"What have I got to lose" Adam muttered to himself, as he put out his thumb.
The biker slowed and stopped a few meters in front of him.
"Hey kid, where you going" the man said in a rather loud voice.
Adam looked at him closer, if the guy wasn't riding a bike, he may have mistaken him for a black wolf.
"Stop wasting my time" he shouted impatiently.
"Xavier's school for the gifted and talented" Adam replied.
"Well this is your lucky day kid, that's where I'm heading to" the man said.
Adam headed over to the bike and hoped on. The man threw him some leathers, which Adam presumed he should put on, seeing the speed at the man went.
"What's your name kid" the guy asked as they set off.
"Adam" he replied, yours?
"Wolver. . ." he paused "Logan"
"Nice to meet you kid" Logan said.
"Same" Adam answered.
They had travelled for a few hours before arriving at some large black gates which opened as they got closer. Logan pulled up to the door where the door was. Adam knew instinctively to get off the bike. He waited as he saw Logan put the bike away. He stared at the school. It was amazing.
"What you waiting for, go in" said a voice from behind.
He knew it was Logan. So he opened the door slowly as not to make it creep, as it was dark. He entered. There was a voice coming from a room, sounded like an English accent, singing, and badly.
"From England" asked Logan.
Adam nodded, he thought actions spoke better than words.
"Well, get some sleep it's late"
He looked up at a clock, it was 1o'clock in the morning.
Adam shrugged his shoulders and looked at Logan, who was already up the steps holding some clothes. He followed him to an empty room.
"You sleep here, and do sleep you'll need it"
He nodded at Logan and went inside, her heard Logan go downstairs to where the voice was coming from. He looked around, so he was finally here.
