I have already stated all my disclaimers. At least I think I did. I don't own X-men or Ken or Draco. I own Amanda cause that's ME!!! And I own Whitewing cause I made him up. Draco's a friend (go read her stuff it's under Draco Motomiya) and Ken's from Digimon so there.
If you do (for some strange reason) review, don't flame. I don't like it. I don't mind constructive criticism.

The Four Elements
By: Bladefire

/Come on. You three are to slow./ Whitewing sailed above them as they walked down the street.
Amanda just growled. Draco glanced at the cat on her shoulder. In the past couple weeks the hyper teen had noticed that Amanda had only used her mental powers when she had something important to say or if something needed to be done.
Ken rubbed his hands together, "Why are we here? It's cold. We could have been in Hawaii or something."
/In the bag./ Amanda said shortly.
Ken stopped and glanced at the black cat before swinging his bag off his shoulder. He opened it and pulled out Amanda's pack.
/In the side pocket./
Ken rummaged through her pack and then pulled out a pair of royal blue gloves a blue and red toque and a black scarf.
/The gloves are for Ken, the toque is for Draco and the scarf is for Whitewing./ Amanda sounded a little embarrassed or nervous, Draco couldn't tell which.
"You made them?" Draco asked as she pulled her toque on over her spiky hair.
/Yeah./ Amanda admitted.
/Hold mine up!/ Whitewing ordered.
Ken obediently held up the scarf as if to show Draco.
/Pretty./ Whitewing complimented.
"We didn't get you anything and you went to all this trouble." Draco looked a little depressed.
Amanda managed to shrugged her tiny cat shoulders.
Ken packed away the scarf and then pulled on his gloves. He slung his pack over his shoulder once again. They stared walking down the main street of New York.
"We've got to find a place to hide out. That last attack was a little to close for comfort." Ken said quietly.
Draco had to agree. Several days past they had run into a band of mutants who had been 'recruiting'. They had barely gotten way. It had been one of the many close calls in the past year. I don't think I can handle any more close calls, not if I want to leave anyone alive. Draco shook off that train off thought and paid attention to the conversation going on around her.
/You need a place out of the way. Like a high school or something./ Whitewing suggested.
"No, that's not asking much." Draco muttered, "You want me to go back to school? This sucks!"
"We wouldn't be able to anyway. We'd need a place to stay and we'd need school fees." Ken pointed out.
Draco brightened for a moment and then scowled, "Oh, wait a minute. I think I have some kind of relation that lives out here."
Amanda looked at Draco, curious in spite of herself.
"I don't know. I've got a book my mom gave me that lists all relevant information on all my relatives."
/There's a park ahead. You can stop in there to rest./ Whitewing reported.
Ken and Draco followed Whitewing's directions until they came to a park. They sat on a bench and Amanda leapt off Draco's shoulder. The red head took off her pack and started rummaging through all the clothes, blankets and other odds and ends. Finally she held up a small purple book, green eyes flashing with triumph.
"Here it is!" she started flipping through if, "Hmmm, let's see. I was sure there was someone...Ah ha! I have an Aunt Sylvia in the county."
"Isn't she the one who visited every Easter? I used to see her in your back yard hiding chocolate for you to find." Ken grinned, "She was kind of fun."
"She's also very traditional. She doesn't like mutants like my mom. She doesn't know that I'm a mutant. Mom and Dad didn't get a chance to tell them before they died." Draco stared at the ground not really seeing it.
Ken patted her on the shoulder while Amanda brushed past her ankles as only a cat could. Whitewing settled on a branch with several other crows.
/So, where are we headed?/ Whitewing asked.
"To my aunts, but she doesn't like mutants." Draco looked upset, "I'm sorry but that's the best I can do."
"It's alright Draco. Whitewing and Catseye can stay the way they are now and act as pets." Ken assured.
/Pets?/ Whitewing gave an exaggerated mental sigh, /If I must./
/You do./ Amanda sat on the sidewalk.
They planned and plotted for the next hour. Finally they decided to send Draco and Ken on the bus with Amanda while Whitewing followed. Amanda refused to fly now that she didn't have to. They found the proper bus and leapt on. They had a long ride ahead of them.
***** Interlude********
"You wanted to see my Charles?" a big burly man walked along a suspended metal path.
"Yes, Cerebro has detected several new mutants all heading this way."
"Do I prep the X-jet?"
"No, I think they're stopping here. But Cerebro can't find out anything about four of them. The others are all part of the Brotherhood. Login, I want you to start the training programs again. When the students go back to school, there's going to be trouble."
"There always is. Is Magneto behind this one too?" The tall blue haired man looked like he wanted to squash something. The other man, Charles turned his wheel chair around after putting a silver helmet down on a control table.
"I think so; he's been far too quiet these last few months."
The two men left the metallic room. The door slid shut behind them.
"Looks like he's been gathering an army. I wonder if Mystique knows?"
"It would be interesting to find out." Charles sent his wheel chair forward leaving Login to start planning the next training section. Charles Xavier directed his wheelchair into an elevator. The doors closed behind him but he hardly noticed. His mind was occupied with the four mutants that Cerebro had difficulty with. He had to wonder what kind of powers these four had if they could block Cerebro's power.
*******End Interlude*********
The bus pulled away from the curb leaving Draco and Ken behind with Amanda draped around Ken's neck. Draco was in the lead as they both started walking up the snow covered sidewalk.
"Do you know where we're going?' Ken asked.
"Of course. We're not that far." Draco paused turning to face Ken, "Do you think that Whitewing is alright?'
"I'm sure he's fine." Ken stopped next to Draco, "If he doesn't show up by morning then we'll find him."
Draco smiled, "Okay. This way." Draco turned and headed up the street dragging Ken and a silent Amanda behind her.
Whitewing landed on a think branch of a tree that stood by a town house. The neighbourhood was dark; a crescent moon provided the only light. Whitewing dismissed his hawk form in favour of a barn owl. With the owl's incredible eyesight Whitewing could see everything around him. He could see from the road the yard and to the beige house.
/Is this the house?/ Whitewing thought aloud.
"Yeah, You got the right place."
Whitewing looked up at the sound of the familiar voice.
/Amanda?/
"Yeah." Amanda swung down to a lower branch. She was in her human body, her claws and tail steadying her in the tree.
/Good. I don't think I could fly any further./ Whitewing settled down, fluffing up his feathers.
"The others are sleeping in a two bed guest room on the main floor."
/Aww, how cute./ Whitewing replied with a mental yawn, /Will you keep watch tonight. I'm so tired I can hardly keep my eyes open./
"Sure. It's no problem." Amanda headed higher in the tree.
/Thanks./ Whitewing muttered as he drifted off to sleep.
Draco opened the door the next morning and saw Amanda sleeping on the newspaper that Draco had been sent to get. Draco knelt down and picked up the paper, cat and all. She carried her friend into the kitchen where her aunt was making breakfast.
Ken looked up from a book he was reading. He smiled when he saw Amanda asleep on the paper.
"Aunt Sylvia, I found something on the door step." Draco said.
Her aunt turned around and blinked at the sight of the sleeping black cat.
"Oh my. Where did that come from?"
"The doorstep." Draco repeated, "She was asleep in the paper."
"The poor thing." Aunt Sylvia bustled around the kitchen pulling out a bowl and milk.
/Hey, what about me?/ came Whitewing's voice in Draco's head.
Draco looked out the window and saw a lone crow sitting in a bare tree.
"Sylvia, could I throw some bred outside for the birds?" Ken asked suddenly.
"Why of course. The breads in the cupboard." Sylvia smiled as she set the small bowl of mile beside Amanda.
Ken smiled his thanks as he went to the cabinet. He pulled out several slices of bread and headed outside.
/Yay!!!!!! Food!/ Whitewing hopped from branch to branch.
/Calm down. Where do you want me to put this?/
/The porch rail is fine. It's clean enough./ Whitewing moved to a closer branch, /That Sylvia is a small woman but she sure has a big heart./
Ken nodded absently as he moved back into the house. Sylvia was a small woman, not much taller than Draco who was about 5'4". But what she lacked in size she make up for in attitude. Ken hadn't met anyone nearly as stubborn as that woman. Ken walked back into the kitchen and smiled when he saw that Amanda was awake and growling.
"I think we should name her Catseye." Draco said cheerfully but Ken saw the evil glint in her eye.
Amanda just yowled and tried to claw Draco.
"See! She likes it." Draco continued, ignoring Amanda's complaints.
Ken quickly picked Amanda up and held her.
/Don't maim anyone./ Ken pleaded, /We're trying to hide, remember?/
Amanda grumbled while Whitewing laughed in their heads. Ken sighed, he didn't think he was going to last the rest of the week until school started up again. He was actually looking forward to going to the new school that Sylvia was going to send them to.
Scott Summers walked down the hall of the school. It was his first day back since school started up again after Christmas break. The halls of Bayville were filled with students chatting back and for the about what they did over Christmas. Scott listened to them with one ear while he listened to Kurt talk with the other.
"Did you see the two new students?" Kurt asked eagerly, "I heard that they just got here."
"That's great Kurt but what's the big deal? We always get new students."
"But not after Christmas. And I hear they're from Canada and they've traveled around a lot." Kurt looked so excited.
"Yeah and they have like this thing with languages." Came a familiar voice as she joined them.
"Hey Kitty." Scott greeted as he adjusted his red glasses.
"How do you know so much about the new students."
"I had fist period with them, they picked up Spanish so quickly. Then I heard that they have geography next. But it's like kind of creepy the way they knew the language so well. They don't even need to take the language." Kitty shivered.
"Great. My next class is Geography." Scott groaned as the bell rang.
"Good luck Scott." Kitty called as they split up, hurrying to class.
"Yeah, bye!" Kurt waved.
"See ya." Scott replied and started running for class.
Ken and Draco sat at the back of a class that was slowly filling.
"Why are we taking all these hard courses? We're taking two languages, two sciences, two English classes, Geography and Math." Draco complained.
"We're the only ones who can come to school." Ken reminded.
/Yeah, we'll be with you during the classes we want to take and we'll tell you what to do./ Whitewing reassured.
Draco sighed. The bell rang and the last of the students trailed in. The teacher stood up from behind the desk.
"Welcome back class. I hope you had a nice vacation. We have two new students here, Laura Murphy and Ken Ichijouji. Please stand up you two."
Draco and Ken stood and smiled at the class.
"Hi!" Draco waved.
She recited a similar speech to the one she had made in first period.
"I'm Laura and this is my friend Ken. We're from Canada and we're staying with my aunt for a while."
Ken smiled as they sat back down. The class blinked at Draco's cheerful attitude. The teacher cleared his throat.
"Alright. Now let's continue from where we were the day before..."
The teacher started his lecture and Draco relaxed back into her chair while Ken focused on the lesson.
Draco sighed in relief when the class was finally over. She didn't mind geography too much but it was just that it was so boring. She stuffed her books into her bag as did Ken and then she dragged him out of the classroom, down the hall to the doors that led outside.
"I'm so hungry! Must have food!" Draco pulled Ken to the nearest picnic table and sat down.
"Calm down Dr...Laura." Ken stopped himself from saying 'Draco' just in time. They didn't need anyone to recognize their other names and cause trouble.
They pulled out their lunches and started eating.
"Hey, this is our spot."
Draco looked up at whoever was intruding on her lunch.
"Excuse me?" Draco asked.
"This is our spot." Repeated a slim brown haired teen. He glared at Draco, as did the three others behind him. All four looked to belong to some kind of gang with the way they were so shabbily dressed.
"I don't see your name on it. Please go away. We're trying to eat here." Ken said softly, not bothering to look up.
"Well isn't that just too bad. We wanna eat lunch, see, but we can't cause your sitting in our spot."
Draco looked up at the teen that appeared to be the leader.
"Is there a problem here Lance?"
Draco and Ken looked up and saw a group of people standing behind a guy with red glasses.
"What's it to you Summers? Are they part of you group?"
"No, but that doesn't stop us from helping them."
"Helping us?" Draco laughed, "We don't need any help. If anything they look rather amusing."
Ken nodded, "They really weren't bothering us."
"That's cause we just got here. We can run circles around you any day." The white haired teen looked rather annoyed at being so casually brushed aside.
"Of course you can." Draco nodded politely.
"Just get out of here." One of the girls with white bangs looked really annoyed.
"What are you going to do about it?" Lance taunted.
"Well make you leave." Said a short girl that Draco recognised from first period Spanish.
The two groups glared at each other but then Lance turned and left leaving his three friends to follow.
"We'll finish this later." Lance promised as he and his group retreated.
"Thanks, but that really wasn't necessary to go to all that trouble." Ken said politely, "They weren't bothering us to much."
"Lance and his group are always making trouble." Said one red haired girl, "But enough about them. I'm Jean Grey and these are my friends, " She pointed to a black guy with spiky blonde hair, "That's Evan, Kitty, Kurt, Rogue and Scott." Jean pointed out each of her friends.
"Hi! I'm Laura and this is Ken." Draco smiled brightly and then when back to eating.
Ken shook his head. Draco had a one track mind when she was hungry.
"Don't mind her. She's a bottomless pit. She doesn't mean to be rude but everything takes second place when she's hungry."
"Hey! Not everything." Draco protested as she finished off her lunch, "I stop for really important things."
Ken's smile widened as he tried not to laugh at his best friend. Draco stuck her tongue out at her friend and then turned to face the others.
"Would you like to sit with us?"
"Sure." Scott swung off his pack and sat down. His friends followed his example.
"So how do you like it here at Bayville High?" Kurt asked eagerly. His voice held an accent that Ken couldn't immediately recognize.
"It's okay I guess." Ken shrugged.
"The principal gave me the creeps." Draco shivered, "she was so intense like she was trying to see right through us."
"Yeah, that's Ms. Darkholme. You really want to avoid her." Evan advised.
"Alright. But it's safe to say that I don't really want go near her." Draco said with a little grin.
/You better not go near her. There's something wrong with her./ came Amanda's voice.
Draco blinked in surprise as a black cat jumped onto the table.
"A cat?" Ken asked trying to looked surprise for the right reason. "What's it doing here?"
/Hint, hint/ Ken added silently.
Amanda just growled.
"It's so cute!" Draco picked Amanda up and started scratching her big ears.
Amanda said nothing but just barely restraining the urge to purr.
"Is it yours?" Draco asked of the others, ignoring Amanda's fidgeting.
"No. Is there a collar or a tag?" Jean asked.
Draco shook her head, "Nope."
Amanda yowled.
"Laura, maybe you should put her down. You don't know where she's been." Ken said with a grin.
Draco managed to keep a straight face as she put Amanda down but inside she was laughing.
Amanda walked past Ken who quickly moved his legs out of reach of her claws.
Amanda leapt back onto the table, this time on the far side. Away from Draco.
"Looks like she wants to stay." Kitty remarked as she reached out and scratched Amanda's ears.
"Well cats are known for doing what they want." Rogue drawled.
Draco kept up a constant chatter with the other teens while Ken ate quietly.
/What do you think?/ Ken asked.
/Be careful. The Jean girl is a telepath. They're all mutants and live in some kind of mansion. That's all I can pick up from this girl's thoughts. I suggest close range communication if necessary or none at all. She might pick it up otherwise./
Ken blinked. That was the longest speech Amanda had ever given aloud or telepathically.
/Alight./
The lunch bell rang and the group said goodbye before splitting up.
/We'll see you later./ Ken said as he and Draco headed to their next class.
Amanda just stretched before curling up on the table to sleep.
"So, what do you think of them?" Scott asked Jean as they headed to their next class.
"I don't know. They seem nice but there was something about them that wasn't right."
"Well the Professor told us to keep a look out for new people. Do you think he meant them?"
"Maybe. We'll just have to wait and see."
Scott nodded and adjusted his red glasses.
"Well they're certainly unique I don't think I've ever seen anyone wear goggles on their head like that." Scott shook his head.
"That's true." Jean smiled, "But they're very close. I wonder where exactly they are from?"
Scott shrugged, "I don't know. I'm just glad they didn't hassle me about my glasses."
Jean laughed at Scott as they walked into their third period class.

Tbc...

Okay that took longer than I thought. Stupid school and teachers giving homework. Yay for spring break!!! Hee hee hee.