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Hank, holding the unconscious girl in his arms, waited for the blackbird to arrive. He heard it before he saw it and raced toward the sounds. Jean and Scott emerged from the jet. Once they got the girl inside they took off.
"Hank, are you hurt?" asked Scott.
"No, I'm fine," Beast replied, "Jean?"
"Yes, Hank? Oh, the bullets!"
"Thank you, Jean." He stepped back to let Jean have some room. She went over to the girl and telekinetically removed the bullets. Fortunately the ride to the mansion was short, though the girl had lost a lot of blood, she would be fine.
That next morning Hank went to check on the girl, who was still unconscious. He went about his work, later he heard her moan. Quickly he went over to her. She opened her eyes and looked up at him. "...You helped me."
"Yes, I did."
"Where are we?"
"We are at Xavier's School for the Gifted."
"Gifted as in mutants?
"Correct."
"Hm," the girl felt along her pants, "Oh no, it's gone!"
"What is?"
"I had a little metal thing in my pocket."
"You mean this?" said Scott from the doorway. The girl jumped, "sorry Miss..."
"I go by Velvet."
"Alright, Velvet, I have to ask... what is it?" Scott asked handing the device to her.
"It's like an electronic dog whistle, except not for a dog."
"What is it for?" asked both men.
"Is the door to the school open?"
"I don't know, why?" asked Scott.
"Go open it,"
"...Alright." Scott left, he radioed back a few minutes later that the door was now open. The girl pushed the button. The waited in silence, then they heard a flapping of wings, and Scott yell something. Hank shot an odd look at the Velvet. She grinned as a large black bird flew into
the med lab. It squawked and landed on Velvet's outstretched arm. Scott ran in, out of breath, as Hank looked closer at the bird. He recognized it as a raven, but there was something very odd about it. It looked at him and squawked, and as it did so he saw that its other side was made
of metal. It was part machine.
"This is Raci," said Velvet
"It's part machine!" exclaimed Scott.
"...Yes, her left side was blown off a few months ago."
"Who repaired her?" Hank asked, "I have not seen work like that since the Shi'ar."
"That I can't tell you."
"May I ask why?"
"The person who repaired her would like to remain as little known as possible, for numerous reasons. You haven't told me your names yet."
"I'm Hank McCoy, and this is Scott Summers." Hank replied warmly.
- A few days later-
"Hank?" Kurt Wagner's youngest son, Chane, came into the med lab. His blue eyes, wandered over Hank's many projects. Like his father, he had short blue fur and a long spaded tail. He had a love of science and was always interested in Hank's latest projects.
"Yes, Chane?"
"What are you doing?"
"Nothing much right now."
Chane looked around the med lab, then his eyes fell on a figure sitting in the darkest corner of the room. Even though Chane had very good night vision, he could just barely make out the girl, who now returned his gaze. Hank saw this, "Ah yes. Chane, this is Velvet, she came here a few days ago."
"Hi," said Velvet.
"Hi, you gonna attend classes here?" asked Chane.
"I'm not sure yet. Maybe."
"Well, I have to go, see you later." The boy left the med lab and Hank turned to Velvet.
"Are you going to go?"
"Where?"
"Here, to the school."
"I don't know. I don't have any money, but I don't really have anywhere else to go."
"I can help you with the money issue."
"Really? You mean it?"
"Of course."
"Thank you... but do I have to go right away?"
"Of course not... but-"
"I'm not really a people person,"
"Ah, I see, well we can wait awhile, not too long though."
"Of course not."
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