I now know why you guys like plots. They are much easier writing with, like a lot. Also having most events of this story in my head helps a lot XD
Also been writing events and putting 'em together, I think i'll have around 10-12 chapters in the end.
Disclaimer: I own nothing but my OC.
Some people hates meetings face to face. I'm one of those people.
Well... I don't think anyone likes to sit face to face with a freakin telepathic person, what if he's reading my mind right now? I mean who wouldn't be nervous?!
I mean he's just sitting there... being bald. I don't know he's just... bald, so bald, like give him an eyepatch and you'll just think Nick Fury. Why is that so disturbing for me? Also WHY did Wolverine choose to have me see this guy first? Couldn't I just stay at a room for the night?!
The Professor cleared his throat, he definitely read my mind, "So what is you're name young lady?"
Young Lady having a hard time not laughing at that. "Eve" I mumbled trying not to over think anymore, "and last name?"
'Yay, last names. Funny story bro; You are a stranger.' "I prefer not telling you that"
He raised an eyebrow on that, "I see, what where you doing out on the streets?"
"I don't know, heck i'm not sure what city i'm in... wait cross that. New York right? Well minutes ago I were lost; Didn't even know what country" I replied leaning back in the chair, nice chair for once; Not like Mr Deep Dark Voice's.
"I see... and you want to spend the night here?"
"No, but you're friend out there..." I said glancing toward the door, referring to Wolverine. "Wouldn't let me sleep against you're nice little wall"
I swear if the guy says 'I see' one more time...
"You can stay here for as long you need, Eve"
Wow he sounded weird pronouncing my name, great. Wait did he just say I could stay? Like in... staying?
"I... thank you sir" I spat out, I never liked 'sir' and 'mr' and 'mrs' they sounded to formal for me, but I guess one does not simply call Professor X 'Charles, ma homie' or something like that.
And with that I got to stay at a mutant school. Yay.
"DON'T YOU DARE!" Became shouted out loud in the lab, under the school of mutants.
"I DO NOT LIKE NEEDLES! GET IT AWAY FROM ME!"
"GET AWAY"
I know the guy told me it were safe; But honestly I hate needles. Hate. But yeah who likes having pointy stuff into the arms.
Oh god I stopped running, guy caught me.
Guy is big fluffy and got fur everywhere, doesn't ring a bell? Dr. Hank McCoy.
Well... he's cool enough; even though he got all that fur. And stings needles into people.
"I just need a blood test, just stay calm and it won't hurt that much" he mumbled irritated, probably because I punched him before I ran.
Not that my punches are very strong.
I glared at the needle as it slowly became red and full of my blood.
"Why do you need my blood?" I asked annoying, ever since two days ago I stayed at the school, but mainly I had been told to 'stay away from this room and this room and bla bla bla' probably because the people don't know anything about... I don't know... the fact that I know this school like my own pocket? At least it's history... and the fact its filled with mutants.
"Well, just need a sample" McCoy replied, I swear the guy is lying. I can just feel it.
"I will tell you the results later, just leave for now" He added smiling a little, so now I know that fluffy McCoy really do have fangs.
So I just walked out of the lab and went upstairs to a living room, been having out there recently, the school go a giant TV (perfect for Doctor Who and other fangirling subjects) however there were students in there, and since i'm very awkward among humans I went outside.
Time to stare at nothingness. "Yay..." I mumbled sitting on a bench, "Now what... been here two days, not kicked out yet that is..." I continued rambling to myself, not talking to the trees. God I had to be very bored.
"Probably because the Professor don't like kicking out innocent people" a voice said, coming from behind me.
Shocked I turned around looking at whoever dared to speak to the outsider.
"Logan? Shouldn't you be doing stuff?" Wolverine actually decided on talking with me, who knows why.
"Having a day off, how about you kid? Shouldn't you be at the lab?" He replied, "No, guy stole my blood. I don't see any reason staying there" I replied blankly. "So Logan... Will I ever leave this place?"
Didn't want a reply, so I just stood up leaving him there, though I didn't bother seeing if he followed me or anything. Just finding myself way back to the lab underground.
Been a week. The Professor called me up to his office, maybe he finally were gonna kick me out?
So yeah... i'm standing in front of his office, room... thing.
Knock Knock
"Come in" sounded the reply.
So I did, "You asked me to come? If it's to kick me out it's fine i'll just find somewhere else-"
"It's not, however i'd like to talk with you about something that's been bothering me"
"What?"
"The blood sample that we collected, is showing signs of you being a mutant"
WHAT. WHAT. WHAT.
"EXCUSE ME WHAT?"
So I don't have anything against the idea of becoming a mutant. But... I don't have ANY powers! I MEAN FOR GODS SAKE. I'M A HUMAN BEING.
"The sample proves it; You got the X-gene"
"...Something's not right sir; I never used any powers, ever. I can't do anything superhuman, at all" I replied sitting in the chair looking at my hands, what did he mean me being a mutant?
"I am but another ordinary human... trust me I would know if I got any sort of powers"
I felt like some sorta freak... I don't got anything against mutants but god... what the heck?
"You may just not have used the powers yet, nonetheless I want you to stay at my school so you won't hurt anyone by accident"
Knowing my luck I will hurt someone anyways, heck with my luck my powers are probably just useless...
I were about to defend my species once more when an explosion were sounded.
Also for you Avengers fans; Working on next chapter + making Bruce Banner one-shots~
And remember; I LOVE CLIFFHANGERS!
~~~~~~~~~~Eve's totally a mutant~~~~~~~bet NO ONE *note sarcasm* saw that coming.