Mutants: Societies Acceptance
Chapter 1:Loss of Composure
It seemed impossible to him that on this day his best friend and room mate, Jean Grey, had been killed in a car crash. She had left papers appointing him legal guardian of her two children, David and Katherine Grey. David, only nine years old, had his mother's looks and was already showing signs of her powers. Katherine, only seven, looked like her father Logan, and it seemed she had his power to heal herself. But now he would have to explain to them why he was crying, and why their mother wouldn't be coming home. As he came through the garage into the house, he called David and Katherine into the living room. "Sit down on the couch you two," he said with tears in his eyes. "What's wrong Uncle J?" Katherine said, using the short version of his name like always. David looked him in the eyes and stood up crying. "No it can't be, not Mom, please not Mom," he said. "I'm sorry David. Katherine your mom was killed in a car accident today," he said. The look of shock and sorrow in her eyes hit him hard. Not only would he have to deal with his grief, he would have to help them through theirs. Both children sat next to him and cried. He had never felt so helpless, or angry, in his life. After a while the kids went to their rooms to play while he cooked dinner and watched the news. "How sad that is Karen, her children must be devastated," the anchor said. He had caught the end of a news story about Jean. He then heard the next news story. "In other news, a mutated human, or mutant, named Magneto attacked a military base with the help of his so-called Brotherhood, once again sparking controversy over the danger of mutants. Dr. Jeffrey Brown, a mutant himself, had this to say." "Ladies and gentlemen, we can not judge the entirety of the mutant population, based on the actions of a select few." "Dr. Jeffrey Brown has the so-called abilities of telekinesis and telepathy..." He quickly shut off the TV. As he drained some pasta noodles, a pan across the kitchen seemed to magically stir itself. He watched as the spoon stopped moving, then crossed the kitchen. After they finished dinner, he and the kids sat down and cried again. He decided not to go in to work the next day. He sat at his home computer and made funeral arrangements for Jean. Even though this wasn't the first death he had to deal with, having lost his friend Scott Summers just a year before, and Logan about five years ago, it was the hardest. After he finished he turned on the news. He heard the reporter saying "After recent events, a rash of anti-mutant riots around the world." He ran into the kid's rooms and told them to pack quickly. He picked up the telephone and made some calls to some of his old friends. An hour later he had picked up three of his old friends: Remy "Gambit" LeBeau, Kurt "Nightcrawler" Wagner, and Jubilation "Jubilee" Lee. "We gotta get outta here," he said. Gambit looked at him and said "Dat's right mon ami. Deez petite's don need be ere' no more." He pushed the gas and headed for a little cabin by the lake. "Gambit, how many decks of cards you got?" Jubilee asked. "Why petite?" Jubilee pointed to a mob of anti-mutant ralliers down the hill. "Damn," Gambit said. "Jeff, Kurt, you two get the kids outta here," Jubilee said. "I ave an idea. I vill get us out of ere'," Kurt said. He pulled out a cell phone and made a call in which bits and pieces could be heard. "Yes Professor...Lake Michigan...Hurry!" Everyone ran inside and blocked all the doors and windows. Kurt said "Ven zee jet gets ere' I vill teleport us up, two at a time." Jeff said "Kids first, then Remy and Jubilee. After that come back for me." Kurt nodded slightly. Just then gunshots were heard outside. The ralliers made it inside and began searching. Jeff looked at his friends and said "Kurt, you stay with the kids. Remy, Jubilee, you come with me. It's go time..."