Hey everyone! Sorry this took so long to update but I got stuck on the ending. I wasn't sure how to continue it off or end it. So tell me what you think! Helpful suggestions to the story line are always great!
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Bobby and Peter were talking and joking to one another in the living room as Rouge, Kitty and a few other girls at the school watched some show the boys had no interest in. Scott suddenly ran past them and stopped all conversation immediately.
Bobby and Rouge shared a look as Bobby and Peter did the same. Both men rose to their feet quickly as the sound of the X-jet approaching sounded from outside the mansion. Peter and Bobby stood nearest to the door, guarding the others behind them as Kitty and Rouge came up to stand beside them.
Suddenly the doors were thrown open by Jean's mental blast and a nearly frantic Storm ran inside behind her.
Though this act shocked everyone, what really caught their attention was the very pale and very thin girl in Storms arms. Everyone drew in a collective gasp at the sight of blood that covered the girls' body. Peter looked at Scott, curiosity and worry clear on his face.
"I couldn't tell you Pete, I just got a frantic call from Jean about that girl. Apparently her condition is declining rapidly and she wanted to get in easily so she wanted my help." He said concern in his voice as he blocked students from viewing the girl any further while making a path for Jean and Storm.
"I don't know any more than that." Scott finished as he glanced behind himself to see if it was still clear. Even though this was not a visible act because of Scott's visor, Peter had been at the school long enough to know the traits and tendencies of his professors.
John ran down the stairs and paused when he saw the commotion before him and threw Bobby a confused look. Bobby just shrugged in return, unsure himself what had just happened. Rouge leaned into Bobby who wrapped his arms around her and rubbed her sleeve clad arms supportingly. Rouge had only seen blood and bruises, and was concerned and startled by the sudden event.
Rouge had heard about Storm and Jean being sent on a mission from the Professor but had no idea they would come back with an injured girl. Rouge was sure the person Storm had carried was a girl. She knew because no boy would be caught dead in black skinny jeans AND long brown hair. The girls' chest had also been a hint of her gender, but Rouge would admit to looking at anyone's chest.
Everyone turned their heads at the familiar sound of Professor Xavier's wheel chair coming down the hall. No one spoke as Charles came into view, they didn't have to. Charles could read their minds if he wished to know the reason his student were huddled around in a circle by the door.
Charles gave everyone a kind smile, his aged face wrinkling with the action. "I'm sure you're all wondering about this recent event." Charles started but paused to think of what to tell the students "We have simply acquired a new student and I expect you to be kind to her once she is able to leave her room, other than that information I am afraid I cannot tell you anything further." Charles finished, knowing he shouldn't say anymore on the subject.
All the students looked at the person next to them and Bobby finally stepped forward "Um, what is her name? If you can tell us that, I mean." He said nervously
Charles considered this for a moment before smiling again at his students.
"Her name is Nina, Nina Jackson." He said softly before wheeling down to where Jean had taken Nina to operate on the girls' wounds.
Hours after passing out Nina blinked rapidly as she sat up suddenly. Nina looked around the strange cold room she found herself f in then looked down to see her cloths had been changed. Nina frowned as she spotted an oddly familiar women looking at her only five feet away.
The women had a kind look to her as she stepped forward, her hands out and open, as though she was coaxing a rapid animal. This act sparked a hint of anger in Nina, but she shoved the emotion aside as she glanced over the woman's dark skinned frame.
"I'm not here to hurt you Nina, I saved you. Do you remember that?" The odd woman said her tone soft. Images flashed through Nina's head and she winced as she remembered what the woman had done for her.
Nina slowly nodded and the woman seemed to relax "Where am I?" Nina asked slowly, surprised by the hoarseness of her voice, barely noticing her light Cajun drawl. She remembered back when she was at the orphanage in Louisiana, that her voice was soft and musical, not this strained tone.
"You're somewhere safe. This is a school for mutants like you and me. I'm Ororo, but you can call me Storm." She said kindly, not bothering to shake Nina's hand, knowing Nina wouldn't touch her yet.
Nina nodded again then looked around the room again, stiffening when the door slide open and a tall red headed woman and a wheel chair bound man entered the room. Nina relaxed a fraction when she noticed the man's kind face and found him harmless to her. Nina then looked at the tall red head and gave her a small smile, remembering her from when Storm had saved her.
Ororo stepped towards Nina and put a reassuring hand on her shoulder then turned to look at the people who had entered "Nina, I'd like you to meet the man that saved you last night. This is Professor Charles Xavier, he's the one who located you, and the woman next to him helped me save you as well, her name is Jean Grey, or Doctor Grey, whichever you prefer." She said softly before turning her head back to Nina with a kind smile.
Nina nodded slowly, taking in all the information "So you located me? How?" She asked Charles slowly, not meeting his eyes much.
Charles merely smiled at her as a voice rung in her head.
'The same way I'm speaking to you now, my dear. I am much like you, a mutant, and this is my school where you can be free with your powers and be safe at the same time.'
Nina's eyes widened as she stared at the man for a moment before blinking. Suddenly a small smile spread across her face "Thank you, for all that you have done for me." She said her voice suddenly holding such life and emotion it shocked even her. Though her voice was still slightly strained, Nina was over joyed to hear her hometown accent of Cajun. Oh she missed Louisiana, the warm smells and kind people. Her accent reminded her of that place and that alone kept her going when things were hard.
Ororo and Jean exchanged a look, knowing Nina and Rouge would get along well, seeing as they both had the familiar drawl. Charles was lost in the memories flashing through Nina's mind, even as he tried to stay out of peoples head most of the time, he couldn't help but be transfixed in the setting in New Orleans where she had visited in her time in Louisiana with her parents.
All of the vibrant colors drawing Nina's eye as she strolled under the trees in autumn. The beautiful frozen lake in winter, and the stunning meadows in summer. All of these things Charles saw through Nina's mind and in all honesty he was blown away by how vivid the images were. Normally over time the images would fade, but Nina's mind was sharp and clear as if it were yesterday.
Nina looked at Charles who was staring at her, transfixed by something he saw there. Nina frowned lightly, unsure if she should be afraid of the look on his face. Suddenly Charles blinked then cleared his throat as a smile broke out across his elderly face.
"I hope you enjoy our school, Nina." He said kindly before leaving the room. Nina glanced at Storm and Jean, her eyes questioning. Jean smiled at Nina "He does that sometimes, you must have thought of something that amazed him." She noted her voice warm.
Nina frowned lightly, puzzled by what Charles had found so intriguing about her mind. She never thought of herself as something special and was confused by Jean's comment but kept that to herself.
Jean's eyes widened a fraction along with Storm's as Nina's eyes clouded with odd misty silver.
Nina blinked once as images of a burly looking man with a beard walked into the school she was in (at least that's what Nina assumed. The man made a small, tight smile as a girl with long hair with an odd white streak on the side threw her arms around him.
"Logan!" Cried the girl with an accent, much like her own, as the vision faded.
Nina looked at Storm and jean who stared at her with wide, surprised eyes "Who's Logan?" She asked softly, her drawl obvious, puzzled by the vision and unaware why it affected her in anyway. She never got a vision that had nothing to do with her.
Jean smiled gently as she glanced at Storm who held the same look. "Logan is an old friend of ours. Why do you ask?" Jean asked curiosity in her eyes and tone.
Nina gave a soft shrug "I saw him. In my vision just now….. It was odd." Nina said softly, her voice trailing off with confusion in her eyes.
"Odd, how?" Storm pressed, putting a gentle hand on Nina's uninjured shoulder.
Nina shrugged gently "I don't normally see things or people that do not affect me. Seeing the vision means I will be affected. I'm wondering why the scene I saw affects me at all." She said simply her accent light and her head inclined to the side a little.
Jean frowned "I couldn't tell you, sorry." She offered, a small smile on her face as she looked at Nina, trying to stay out of her head. Storm held up a hand, offering to help Nina down from the raised cot she had been placed on.
"We will worry of such things later. For now, you need to rest." She advised as Nina gently slides off the terribly uncomfortable bed and eased to her feet.
Nina nodded once and let Storm lead her into another room in the lower level of the school. Nina was amazed by the pristine white walls and floor. Nina was lead into another room, only this one had greys and silver instead of all stark, sterile white.
Storm helped Nina into the fluffy white and dark blue bed in the corner of the room they would use for overnight training and working. Nina smiled a little at Storm, who gave the psychic girl a dazzling smile, her short white hair swinging just above her shoulders as she moved.
"Sleep well." Storm whispered as she left the room and shut off the light. Nina quickly fell into unconsciousness, her slumber dreamless and pleasant.
Upstairs, Peter was one of the only people wake as he sat in the kitchen studying a little as he waited for Storm so he could ask her about the battered and bruised girl he had glimpsed earlier.
Storm walked into the kitchen for something to eat before bed but stopped mid step as she saw Peter sitting there, his head rose to meet her eyes, a small frown playing on his lips.
Storm frowned as well "Something wrong Pete?" She asked gently as she leaned against the island Peter sat at and grabbed an apple.
Peter straightened slightly as he prepared to speak "Is Nina alright?" He asked in a murmur, his Russian accent light as he recalled the girls' name. Strom smiled at her students' compassion and nodded.
"Still a little freaked out but she will be fine." She assured him with a smile as she tossed her apple back and forth in her hands "How much do you know about her?" She asked suddenly her eyes flicking from Peter to the golden red apple.
Peter gave a light shrug "Only what the Professor told us all. Everyone is curious and worried about our new friend." He said simply with a smile that proved to be infectious as Storm smiled back.
Storm nodded slowly "Well, She'll be free to roam around by the end of the week, when she can I expect you to help her around and help her adjust." She said softly and Peter nodded quickly.
"I'll do my best." He vowed softly, his accent light in his tone.
The next few days would prove to be filled with eagerness and excitement, then after hat…. Total emotion chaos.
Alright so there's the chapter! :D Hope you liked it and I'll start working on the second soon! Any suggestions or flaws that you've found please leave a comment to tell me! :D