Hi, again this is quicker than normal but I will continue, I still only own Fliss and her family. Spiderman does make another fleeting appearance in this chapter too along with an OC from one of my other stories.
Here is a quick key for text-
Italics – Flashbacks or reminders
'Italics in speech marks' – mind speak or telepathic voices
*CAPITAL ITALICS IN ASTERISKS * - Robotic or mechanical voices
(Bold in brackets) – Author notes/comments
Hope this isn't too confusing.
SuperminionXD
"Trying to run home to Mummy are we?" the boy who stopped me sneered and pushed me over. Tears welled up in my eyes.
I tried to shy away from them but was blocked at every turn, the leader advanced towards me with his fist raised.
"Well, Missy, you're going to give us all your money!" he sneered, he began to bring his fist down towards me, I threw my arm up to protect myself, but instead of just blocking his punch like I expected, a bright pink light flashed from my hands and shot straight at him, blasting him backwards. All the Gang-men looked shocked and began whispering among themselves.
"Girl's a freak…!"
"Let's get outta here!"
"Yeah, before she fries our brains or something"
All of them turned and fled, disappearing into the shadows of the alley. I looked round to see where I was then I also ran, and didn't stop until I was almost home.
When I was walking down the path I noticed something strange, through the front window I could see strange people in the living room talking to Daddy. I turned the key in the lock slowly and opened the door so it made no sound, through the half open door that connected the hall to the living room I could see the three figures I saw from outside. The first was a bald man who appeared to be sitting in a wheelchair, the other two were standing behind him, a dark skinned white haired woman and a scruffy looking black haired man who had an annoyed look on his face (Ooh I wonder who they could be…? -_-). I soon found the source of his annoyance as Sam was jumping around excitedly for no apparent reason, as usual, the wild looking man made a noise that sounded a lot like a growl. The wheelchair man turned to his friend.
"Please Logan!" he reprimanded, then turned back to Dad, "As I was saying Mr Cadbury, the Institute really would provide the best support for Felicity with her… unique condition…"
He was interrupted again as Sam knocked some papers off the side of the table, the feral man glared daggers at him.
"Sam! Go upstairs and find something to do!" my Dad commanded, "And don't disturb your brother!"
Sam looked indignant but reluctantly obeyed, in doing so however he opened the door that concealed me and revealed my presence.
"Ah Felicity" the wheelchair man exclaimed, he turned back to Daddy once again, "Mr Cadbury, would it be convenient for me to talk with your daughter in private?"
"Certainly, Professor" he replied, "She may not talk though"
The 'Professor' man acknowledged this with some confusion, but gestured that my father should leave the room, which he did. I looked at the strange people standing/sitting in my house, why were they here? The professor man had said 'unique' as if he was hinting at something; it was almost as if he knew what had happened! What if they were evil scientists come to take me away and dissect me because I was a Freak! I worked up the courage and stepped into the room.
'You are not alone, you are among friends, We will not hurt you' the voice seemed to come from everywhere and nowhere at the same time, I looked around the room curiously, my eyes settled on the 'Professor', he was sitting in his wheelchair and his index finger was pressed lightly on his temple. I cocked my head to one side and looked at him enquiringly.
"Felicity, my name is Professor Xavier, I run an institute for gifted children in America, I am inviting you to join, if you wish to" the Professor explained, "it is an institute for Mutants, people who, like yourself, have unique gifts which they do not entirely understand, at the institute we will help you control those gifts and use them for the betterment of mankind"
I was intrigued by his speech and looked at him interestedly.
"Chuck, why ain't she speakin', it's real creepy" the man the Professor had called 'Logan' asked, I turned and looked at him.
"She can speak, she just chooses not to" the Professor replied, how did he know that? It was almost like he could read… my… mind… the realisation dawned on me, they weren't going to hurt me because they were like me. I turned back to the Professor, my eyes wide, then I made up my mind, I slowly brought my hand towards my face and removed my sunglasses, revealing my tearstained neon pink eyes.
"I see" the Professor commented. "Felicity, we can help you, if you let us"
I considered and then nodded, I needed help, I couldn't do this all on my own, or even at home. Besides, if there were others like me I wanted to meet them, they wouldn't think I was a freak would they?
"Here" the woman stepped forward for the first time and gave me a brochure that looked like it was for a posh private school, "It's your choice"
The Professor turned to the Logan person.
"Logan, would you please tell Mr Cadbury that I wish to speak with him again" He asked, the man grunted his reply and walked off. He came back in with Daddy and I sat on the sofa as the Professor explained to Daddy all about the facilities and things the Institute could provide, though surprisingly he didn't mention anything about people with powers. There were all sorts of extra things like survival skills and things like that, after they had explained everything the group gave Daddy a brochure and left.
When they were gone Daddy turned to me.
"What do you think Fliss?" he asked, I nodded to show that I liked the idea and so he contacted the Professor to say I wanted to go.
After that everything seemed to happen quickly, it was strange thinking that I would leave the town that, excluding holidays, I had lived in for my entire life. I wondered what it would be like, whether they would accept me, and all sorts of things whirled round my head, a few days later the plane ticket arrived in the post, I was to fly to New York from which I would catch a train to Bayville which was where the Institute was. The next week we had the funeral and then before I knew it, it was the day I was catching the plane, I packed up all the things I would need into a pink wheelie suitcase which had been bought for the occasion.
Daddy and the boys all came to the airport to see me off, we cried a bit as we hugged goodbye and my sunglasses, which I had been wearing solidly since my eyes changed, got a bit smeary. An announcement came over the loudspeaker system so I had to go, Daddy put David and Sam back in the car and led me to the departure desk. I handed my ticket to the woman behind the desk and then put my suitcase on the special conveyor belt. Daddy wasn't allowed to follow me after that; I had to go through security, which was basically a really big arch thing. It was all so scary and big, I felt like I might be swept away at any moment, but luckily I managed to find a room labelled Departure lounge and waited there. I sat on the orange plastic chair with the small black and pink bag that was my hand luggage on my knee, waiting for my gate, which was number five, to be called out. I was woken from my thoughts by that very announcement.
*WOULD PASENGERS FOR THE DEPARTING FLIGHT TO NEW YORK PLEASE MAKE THEIR WAY TO DEPARTURE GATE FIVE*
Following the directions on the signs, I made my way to the correct gate and lined up behind everyone else. We were then directed on to the plane via a large flight of metal steps. The plane felt small and claustrophobic as I walked down the aisle to find my seat, which luckily was a window one. I sat and looked out the small porthole like window as the jet engines roared to life and the plane accelerated down the runway. Once we had taken off I swallowed to stop my ears from popping and then all of a sudden we were up above the clouds. They were white and fluffy like cotton wool and I could see gaps of green which was the ground. I found myself wondering whether Mummy was up here, sitting on a cloud and playing a harp like in all those pictures at church, somehow I doubted that though, clouds are made of water vapour and not very good seats, I still believe she's out there somewhere though.
I opened my bag and took out my I-pod which I plugged into my ears and turned on. I sat there listening for a while then I must've fallen asleep because the next think I knew a woman in a blue uniform was shaking me awake and telling me we were about to land. Once more I felt my ears pop as we burst through the clouds. I saw the vast grey expanse that was New York and felt suddenly excited, I was in America! There were Superheroes in America, maybe I would get to meet them! Soon the plane landed and we all filed off, me waiting till last as always. I took my suitcase and went out of the airport and looked at all the tall buildings, everything here was really big!
As I made my way to the train station I saw a red and blue figure swinging from building to building high above me, closely followed by a blue and purple one who was flying! Well that was quick! I thought to myself, I hadn't been expecting to see any superheroes quite so soon, but then I was in New York, which is practically superhero central. I smiled and continued to the train station, which thankfully was only just down the road.
As I waited on the platform I looked around at all the other people, the Professor had said that there would be another person arriving on the same train as me. Most of the other people were business men and women, and although I had left in the late afternoon it was still only early evening here although the flight had taken several hours, time zones are confusing! As the train pulled into the station I spotted a small hunched figure wearing a large hood the covered their entire face, I wondered whether this was the person? The figure got on the train and sat hunched in the corner, I chose a seat nearby and sat down. I put my earphones back it and turned on my music. When the ticket man came I saw that the figure handed their ticket from a very long sleeve so that no hand was visible, I silently passed mine and had it clipped. After a long while the train driver announced that we would be stopping at Bayville, which was the end of the line so everybody had to get off, I looked round, the figure was still there. The train drew in and stopped and the figure and I waited until most of the people got off. I followed the figure off the train, dragging my suitcase behind me.
"This is Kurt" I heard a familiar sounding voice as I stepped out the train; I turned and saw the Professor and the white haired lady. "And Felicity"
I inwardly cringed at my full name, Fliss, I corrected in my head.
"Sorry, Fliss" the Professor corrected, right I forgot about that. I and 'The-figure-that-was-called-Kurt' followed both of them to a car; I wondered what other people I would meet.
So, I introduced the X-men, well some of them, I hope it was ok. I am still working on the cover but it should be ready soon since I have started computerising it with my new graphics tablet.
The next chapter will be Episode 1, which I will need to re-watch to remind myself, but hopefully soon.
SuperminionXD
