Chapter Two
Fear and Family (Edited)
I slowly walked toward our living room. I was ready to be chewed out by my father for staying out to late. For all he knew I could be having sex! I rolled my eyes at the foolish thought. Like I would ever do that. Especially before marriage. I blushed deeply and continued walking. I reached my destination and froze in my tracks. There were strangers in my house. A man in a wheel chair and a boy with dark blue hair. I had never seen these people before in my life. Considering my parents have made no effort in obtaining friends in the past, I found myself wondering why they would start now. Who were these people? The wheel chair man was sitting quietly across from my parents and the blue haired boy sat in the large armchair on the opposite side of the room with my cat purring in his lap. "Eve, Sweety, is there something you want to tell us?" My mother asked quietly. This was a rare sound, my mom being quiet.
"You tell me." I sputtered, frozen in the doorway.
After a while my parents looked at each other and mentally decided that I wasn't planing on telling them. "We know what you did today." My eyes widened. "Honey, you know we just want what is best for you."My father stated and looked over at the man in the wheel chair. "This is professor Charles Xavier, he came here with his associate Kurt Wagner. Kurt's about your age." He paused. "They're like you."
"What do you mean?" I asked innocently.
The Xavier guy rolled up to me. "Hello, Evangeline." He spoke with an american accent and extended his hand for me to shake but I just ignored it. After he saw that I was not going to accept it he lowered the hand. "I would like to talk to you about my school. It's for people like us. Mutants, who need a safe place to learn how to control their powers." He continued to speak but I stopped listening. I wasn't listening until I heard him say something terrifying. "We want you to come live with us."
"No." Everyone looked at me. "No!" I said slightly louder. "I am not going!"
"Eve." My mother said in a soothing tone.
"Why do you want me to go all of a sudden?" Tears welled in my eyes but I refused to release them. "I can control my powers just fine."
"Eve we just want you to be safe and happy." She spoke again.
"I'm 'safe' and 'happy' right here!" As I said this one of my biggest fears came to life. My powers went out of control and the glass of water in front of my father exploded. I had just used my powers in front of my mom and dad. My father quickly pulled my mother into a tight protective embrace. They were afraid of me. I spun around on my heel and ran up the stairs. I pasted the several empty bedrooms of my brothers who were now married or in college, living in dorms. I Ducked into my bedroom closing and locking the dark wooden door behind me. I slid down the door and leaned on it with my back. Why was this happening? I looked up at my cherry colored walls and gazed at the many posters and family pictures that graced them. I might have to say goodbye to all of this soon.
I pulled out my cellphone and dialed Carson's number. "Hello?" He said in a sleepy voice. "This is Carson."
"Carson. It's me."
"Eve? What's up?" He yawned.
"My parents found out."
"What! How!" He was definitely awake now.
"I don't know. They called some people to come and take me to live somewhere else."
"Eve... What can I do? Tell me and I'll do it."
"It's to late, Carson. They say they want to take me to live at some sort of school. They said that the school is for mutants to learn how to control their powers."
"Are they even giving you a choice!" He bit out. "What the hell! Their taking you away and you don't get a choice!"
"I don't know what to do."
"Eve..."
"Carson, I'm calling to say goodbye."
"What? Eve don't hang up! Just climb out your window and meet me at the docks!"
"Carson..."
"Evangeline, We can go somewhere. Far away. I can keep you away from those people!" He begged.
"I'm sorry... I can't... Goodbye..."
"Eva-" I snapped the phone shut.
"I'm sorry, Carson..." I whispered. Once again tears began to flow from my eyes but I wiped them away.
A knocking sound came to the door. I stayed silent but the knocking was persistent. I the person on the other side of my door walked away for a moment and headed back down stairs. I heard brief conversation then silence again. Suddenly my room filled with darkly colored smoke. It smelled like sulfur. I began coughing and waving my arms to clear the smoke. "I'm so sorry, Fräulein! I don't usually create that much smoke when I port!" A frantic male voice said. His voice was coated in a thick German accent. The owner of the voice put my arm over his shoulder and helped me over to my bed. As he laid me down, the fact that my arms were around his neck worked against us pulling him on top of me. I released him and he rolled off to the side. "I am so sorry." He turned his head to look at me.
I stared at him gazing into his beautiful brown eyes. He was handsome. Long navy colored hair cascaded barely past his shoulders. His pale skin almost shimmered in the dim lighting of my room. "I-it's ok..." I gasped. He looked at me with concern in his expression. "How did you get in here?" I breathed. My door had been locked and I was leaning on it there is no way that he could get in.
"I used my powers." He looked away. "I'm sorry for interrupting you but when you didn't answer when I knocked I thought maybe you had bolted." I looked at him. My eyes wide. He really was like me. He slowly regained eye contact with me but suddenly sat up. "I-I Should go." He began to get off of my bed but I stopped him. He gazed down at me with wide eyes. I stared off into space as I held onto his shirt as if my life depended on it. He was going to tell me what the hell was going on even if I have to force it out of him. "Well..." He attempted to start a conversation with me. "I'm Kurt Wagner." He flashed me a sideways smile.
"How did they know." I whispered. "I've never told anyone about it. I just told the first person today and that was only about twenty minutes ago. It's not possible." To say I was in utter shock would be an understatement. I couldn't move. It was like my body was numb.
"The professor picked up on you mutant signature a few days ago from a machine called Cerebro. Cerebro amplifies his powers and allows him to locate other mutants. We would have come sooner but we were having some problems with some other mutants in the area. Some people want you playing on another team." After he finished I was silent.
"What do I do now?" I whispered after a long silence. When he replied to me, he spoke in a quiet voice.
"In the mutant world, a terrible struggle is raging between the X-Men and the Acolytes. Those are the bad guys. They want you because they think that you might be the key to something very important to both of our teams. I'm very sorry but we can only give you two choices. Join the X-Men of your own free will or be forced to join the Acolytes and be brainwashed by Mastermind. He's one of the Acolytes. Mastermind has the ability to manipulate other people's minds to suet their boss's ideas better. For example he can make you think that all we want is to use you and hurt you but in reality, that is what they would be doing to you." Kurt explained slowly without missing a single detail. I was speechless. How was I supposed to respond to something like that? Two teams were fighting over which one would obtain me and basically use me as some sort of 'key'. "I know that you probably are wondering. 'How are you different from the Acolytes?' The truth is that we fight to be accepted by normal people. All we want is to be able to live along side them in peace. On the other hand." He paused for a moment to collect himself. "The Acolytes want to wipe out the human race. The believe that mutants should be worshiped as gods. They think that mutants are superior to humans in every way. But they do offer a safe haven for mutants of all kinds. Please choose carefully. Do not let what I tell you interfere with your decision. You need to choose what feels right for you. But if you choose us we need to leave very soon. We can't afford to let Magneto find you." He looked down at me. His eyes full of mystery and shadows. What's with his eyes? It's like he's hiding something.
"Why do you want me?" I asked in a low voice. I was still lost in his mysterious eyes. "People are after me?"
"We have to keep you away from Magneto. He is the leader of the Acolytes. If he gets you, it's all over. For us and humans." He was speaking in a low soft tone. Soothing and kind. "In other words. Yes, people are after you."
I had nothing to say. I didn't know what to say. Kurt loosened his hold on me. I decided to make a snide comment. "You know, you should really feel special. I don't usually allow strange boys to lay in bed with me." His lips curled into a smile at my words. "Why should I trust you?" I spoke seriously.
"You have no reason to trust me or anyone else. I simply ask you to trust me to tell you the truth." As he finished he nodded and was silent.
It took a long time for me to answer. On one side he says are the X-Men, who he says are the good guys. Then on the other side are Magneto, whoever that is, and the Acolytes, who he says are like the bad guys. "If I chose the Acolytes, what would you do?"
"The rest of the X-men and I would respect your decision." He said sadly.
"Then I choose the side that ensures the survival of my family and friends for the moment." I pulled myself away from him and sat on the other end of my bed. I leaned against one of the cherry colored walls. "For now I am with the X-Men, on one condition. My family stays safe or I leave the team and join the other guys. The Acolomites."
"It's Acolytes." Kurt said happily. "I promise that your family will be safe. You will never have to join the others. Hell the professor would do anything to keep you away from them."
"Wait. Anything?" I paused. "You could be lying to me."
"What? No!" He pleaded. "You have to trust me, ok? Please."
"I will trust you... Eventually. For now I will only trust my instincts and nothing else." As I said this Kurt looked confused but I knew he knew what I meant.
He gathered himself quickly again. "Uh. Ok. Well, I better go tell the professor." He smiled. he climbed off of the bed and started towards the door. I just sat on my bed in silence. I'm so confused. What am I going to do?
I pulled out my cell again and I noticed that I had seven messages from Carson. The messages were mostly misspelled most likely because they were typed frantically. He kept asking what was happening and where I was, if I was safe. I closed my phone again and pulled my knees up to my chest. "What am I doing..." I whispered to myself.
Kurt reentered the room with a smile on his face. "Lets get you pack." He paused. "Well, that is, if your ready."
"Uh... Yeah..." I walked over and sat in my bed. He joined me after a minute of awkward silence. "So what are your powers." I said in a mocking tone. "Do you just appear in teenage girls rooms, scaring the living hell out of them or do you do other stuff too?"
Suddenly he was replaced by a puff of darkly colored smoke. He soon reappeared after less than a second on the other side of the room. "Maybe~" He flashed me a devilish grin.
"How the hell did you...?"
"Teleportation. Cool, ja?"
"Freaky..." I said quietly. He seemed hurt by my words. "No, Kurt! I didn't mean anything by it!" He turned his face away from me.
"Don't worry. I've heard it all before." He smiled weakly. "I'm used to it by now. Lets just get you packed. Ok?"
"Sure." He obviously didn't want to talk about it with me now. Someday I might try again, but not today. "Can you help me take down the pictures?"
"Which ones? Your walls are covered with pictures!" He looked around the room with wide eyes.
"Just choose some random ones." I pulled out an old shoe box and began filling it with pictures. Kurt joined in after a minute.
"WHOA!"
"What?" I looked over at Kurt who was fawning over a picture. "What's wrong?"
"You met Adam Levine?" he asked in a shocked tone.
"Adam Levine, Jesse Carmichael, James Valentine, Ryan Dusick, Mickey Madden, All of them." I smiled. "My brother was in charge of one of their photo shoots."
"Maroon5 is my favorite band! Let's see what else you got!" I laughed as he began to rummage through old photographs. "Who are these guys?" He held up a picture of me when I was about six or seven. I was standing outside of a movie theater with five older boys. The youngest of the boys was at least seventeen. I was perched on the oldest boy's shoulders. We were laughing.
"That's just me and my brothers." I took the picture from him and placed it gently back in the box.
"Wow. The age difference is quite outstanding." He laughed. I was not amused.
"Yeah. I was sort of an accident." After I said this Kurt was silent.
"I'm sorry. I didn't know."
"It's OK."
"I wouldn't have said it if I knew. I am sorry."
"Like I said Kurt, it's OK." Looked over at him a smile returning to my face.
He changed the subject again. "So what else are you bringing?"
"An outfit to change into when we get there so I don't go shopping in dirty clothes. Toothbrush, toothpaste, hair brush, my grandmother's locket, and a few other things." I slipped the shoe box full of photos into a spare backpack that I had lying around. "I'll be right back." Kurt sat on my bed and waited for me as I retreated to the bathroom to grab some... Personal items from my stash. I was only gone for about three minutes and when I returned Kurt was sitting in front of my white vanity. He was sniffing my perfume. I couldn't help but laugh at his gagging face when he sprayed some on him by accident. "Serves you right for snooping!" I mocked. He turned around and blushed deeply out of embarrassment. "Relax. It's not as bad as when my friend Carson came over and I found him holding up one of my bras." I laughed. "I left the room for five seconds and the little perv decides to rummage through my underwear drawer." Kurt and I both began to laugh. I walked over to the backpack and quickly hid a small box of things at the bottom of the bag.
"What was that?"
"Never you mind." I said coldly. He flinched. I placed my toothbrush and other items in a side pocket. "Can you hand me that box over there on the vanity?" I pointed over to a small green and blue box with silver lining around it. Kurt walked over and handed it to me. I opened the box and wrapped my fingers around the small contents. the design itself was circular but what was in the center of the pendant was what gave it its beauty. A silver dolphin with its tail and its nose supporting a tiny pearl was engraved delicately onto the front.
"Wow." He said.
"Yeah. It was my grandmother's." I opened the necklace to reveal two empty spaces. Perfect for pictures. "She gave it to me right before she died." I smiled weakly and clasped the necklace around my neck. "She said as long as I wear it I will always be safe." I grabbed some random clothing, not caring if anything matched, and stuffed them in the bag.
My parents and the professor soon entered the room. "Eve. It's time to go." Xavier smiled at me.
My mother ran over and held me tightly. "Call everyday. Do you hear, little Missy?" She cooed. I nodded into her shoulder.
My father came over and took me into his arms. We stood in silence for a long time before he pulled away. "You always know were to find us." He said in his deep soothing voice.
"I know daddy." I hugged him again.
We all walked slowly down the stairs and out our front door. A black car sat in our driveway. Kurt helped the professor into the passenger seat and placed his chair in the trunk. As he did this I noticed a large scary looking man on the driver's side. He had dark black hair and he wore a Indiana Jones hat with a matching jacket with the sleeves rolled up. The large man sat with his feet on the dashboard and his arms behind his head. I could tell by the way he was snoring slightly that he was asleep. "Logan." he poked the man in the arm. when the man didn't respond he shook him slightly. "Wolverine, wake up." The man's eyes shot open. I a split second later the man shot out of the car and pinned Kurt to the side of the car. Knife like blades sprouted from his hands and grazed across Kurt's neck.
The man growled. "Watch it elf." He released Kurt and sighed. "You could get hurt next time."
"Sorry." Kurt said as he rubbed his neck. "Logan this is Eve." He motioned towards me. "Eve this is Logan." I stood frozen in the driveway. My mother held me close. That man has knives in his hands! "Eve? Are you OK?
"Y-yeah. Um. Lets go."
"Um. OK." He looked confused.
My mom held me closer to her. "Mom I need to go." I returned her hug. "Bye." My mother held me for a while longer then let me go.
"Be safe and remember to call. I love you sweet heart." She said through tear filled eyes.
"OK, Mom. I love you, too" I walked over to the car and Kurt opened the door for me. I climbed in and he went around to the other side.
"Have a nice nap, Logan?" Kurt teased. Logan just growled and glared at him in response.
As we backed out of the drive way all I could do was stare back at my parents. They watched and waved as we drove away. Honestly, I'm beginning to feel like I might never see them again. "Eve?" Kurt nudged me. "Are you OK?"
"Yeah. I'm fine." I choked out. I allowed my tears to flow.
"It's OK to feel sadness, Eve." The professor said kindly. "You're leaving your home. Your loved ones." He soothed. "Just remember. You will see them again."
"Y-Yeah." I don't know what possessed me to do this but I allowed my hand to slowly creep over and take Kurt's, as I looked For comfort. He flinched at my touch as I did his, but allowed me to hold his hand. Despite the look of it, his hand felt like it was covered in... Fur?
Well, chapter two is up! Yay! Thank you to all the wonderful people who reviewed! Love you guys! I hope Y'all are enjoying my story! Any way, I wrote this entire chapter with one hand. It took a lot longer but my cat, Kiki, needed to be loved/petted. She has been sad lately because the vet put her on a diet. He said that she was to fat. :( Each Chapter requires five reviews at least so I can update. Remember to review before you leave. Anonymous reviewing is accepted. Also, I'm thinking about working on the first chapter and making some of the scenes longer. What do you think?
-Kanga
