I do not own X men.
Claire looked warily at his hand and decided against shaking it.
"So it is going to be like that is it?" he said in a dangerous whisper.
Claire didn't answer. "Very well." Magneto declared. "Callisto will show you the way to your new inhabitance. If you are needed, you will be sent for. If you have any questions feel free to ask your guide." he informed her, indicating the dark skinned girl with a black tatoo marking her face.
"Come." said Callisto, starting toward the "inhabitance" "There are some extra tents over here."
As they made their way through the camp Claire saw all sorts of people of all sorts showing off their powers. She watched a man tending a fire, and then a man who looked just like him come out to warm himself. Then another identicalone walked over to join them.A differentman with spiked hair looked normal until he turned around to face the passing newcomer, revealing small sharp spikes projuring from his pores. A lot of people's powers were not physically visible but all of them looked sinister.
Claire got a lot of stares, people wondering what she looked like, what her power was, if she was really with them or if she would try to betray them. She wasn't even sure herself. She had heard some horrible rumours around school about Magneto's people were treated. Did she want to risk it? Maybe her tent would be near the edge of the forest and she could sneak away when everyone was asleep. She looked around. It was the middle of the night and it looked like everyone in camp was awake. So much for that idea.
"Here you are." said Callisto. "Your things will arrive later."
"Thank you." offered Claire.
Callisto squinted her eyes atClaire and then turned andwalkbriskly away without another word.
Claire climbed in to the small tent and found a small sleeping bag and pillow waiting for her.
She relaxed a little at the sight. The humble items were somehow comforting.
She suddenly realised how tired she was. It was late and the sun would probably be up in a couple hours. She unrolled the sleeping bag and started to settle in when she realised her sleeping clothes were in her backpack. It was a pet peeve of hers to wear different clothes when sleeping then during the day so she knew she wouldn't be sleeping until her stuff got there.
She waited for an eternity for her bag and when it seemed like it would never get there she realised it was a lot quieter. She sat perfectly still listening for a minute before she could be sure. The voices around her tent had stopped but there were a few faint murmurs off in the distance towards where she had first entered the clearing. It only took her a moment of debating to decide her plan of action. If she ran into anyone she would pretend she was going for a walk.
She slowly unzipped the tent so that it didn't make a sound. When it big enough she poked her head out and looked around. Confirming that she was alone she silently unzipped the flap the rest of the way. She stepped out and shut the flap behind her incase someone walked by, careful to watch every direction for anyone approaching.
She stood slowly, trying to act normally as she passed a few tents that seperated her from the trees. She counted the tents in her head.
7 more...5 more...1 more...
She was free! Her pace quickened as she got closer to the trees. She was almost there, so close to freedom.
The first branch to touch her skin was like a breath of fresh air. She began running as soon as she cleared the trees, not caring where she ended up as long as she was free. Soon the murmur of camp died behind her and she slowed to catch her breath. She leaned against a tree until her heart calmed to a steady beat.
"Well," she thought. "That was easy."
"I'll give you ten seconds to convince me you couldn't find bathroom." said a voice behind her.