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I don't own Professor X, Storm, Rogue, Logan, etc. I don't own X-men. I don't own MS Word2000, or ST: The Return. I'm not using this for money. Yatsa, yatsa, and yatsa.
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I own Calye/Clue.
ETC:
It's been YEARS since I saw the show, and the last comic I read was about three years ago, before my older brother moved, so if my story sounds weird, you know why. Also, this was a story I wrote a couple of months ago (At the least the first part is.) and it's my first. Flames will be used to roast marshmallows.
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Calye Aurapal
Part One
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June 30th, 2001
9:00 pm
"She's new." Logan observed.
Professor Xavier looked up at the man beside him. A new student had arrived that morning – Calye Aurapal Pryna – and she was rather reserved. She'd avoided everyone all day, even an old friend named Sarah that had found her way to the school as well.
"Nice observation. Any other blatantly obvious things that you'd like to point out?" Scott Summers shot back.
Jean Gray stepped in at that point, hoping to stop the impending argument, "So, how'd she get here?" She asked the Professor. She, Logan, Scott, and Ororo had been in the house all day, and only Rogue had met the teen.
"Her parents. David and Natalie. Natalie couldn't handle Calye, but David didn't want to give her up. They had a good fight this morning. Calye was smart enough to bring her younger sister in to my office right then to calm then." Professor X answered.
"They fought in your office as soon as they arrived?" Ororo asked.
The professor nodded, and then looked back at Calye as she walked toward Rogue. The other teenager was seated on a bench by the basketball court, where the younger children were playing a game of Around The World.
"Hey." Calye said sitting down. For sixteen, she looked remarkable younger. Her babyish features were less defined through her lightly tanned skin, as well as her crystal blue eyes and baby-soft red and blonde hair. She was currently dressed in jean shorts, a white shirt, with a black leather jacket and leather sandals.
"Hey." Rogue smiled, "Did you talk to the professor yet?"
"Nope."
"You should you know. He isn't that bad."
Calye nodded and dug her fingers into the wood of the bench. A metallic sound suddenly pierced the air, and although a few of the younger children heard it, Rogue didn't. The sound returned a few seconds later, and Calye stood up from her spot. She rubbed the tips of her fingers, and then looked at the girl beside her, "What time is it?"
"Ten after nine."
Calye nodded, "I'll see you later."
"Kay."
Calye walked away, still rubbing her fingers. Rogue watched her walk far enough away and then felt around the piece of wood that the reddish-blonde haired teen had dug her slender fingers into. Ten holes only ½ a millimeter wide were cut into the wood.
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9:49 pm
Rogue stood in the library, reading all the books that the Professor had on atamantium. She'd already searched the computers and read the information from there, but there was a gap in the electronic info. So, she'd gone looking to fill the gap with information from some books.
"Rogue? What are you doing in here?" Ororo asked, walking into the library and looking at the circle of books that the teen had surrounded her self with.
Rogue looked up and then back down at the book in her hands, "I was looking up everything on atamantium. There's a gap in the computers research on the subject."
"Why the sudden interest? Besides, you could've just asked Logan."
"Not atamantium like that." Rogue sighed, and then began, "Today, when everyone was on the porch watching Calye, did you notice that even though it was really hot, she was wearing a leather jacket and I'm pretty sure the shirt she was wearing was long-sleeved. And when she came to sit with me, did you see how she dug her nails into the wood?"
"Yes. What does that have to do with atamantium?"
"Listen. She dug her nails into the wood, and you know that sound that Logan's claws make? Well, I heard that sound, and then when Calye left, I felt the wood where her fingers had been, and there were these tiny holes that I don't think were there before."
Ororo thought for a second, still confused what the long sleeves had to do with anything, "What about the long sleeves and the jacket?"
"I kinda went down to her room, and I saw her pajamas and they were short sleeve, so I saw her arms. There are these silver things in her skin halfway up her upper arms. I think they have to do with the atamantium."
The white-haired woman nodded, and walked off, leaving Rogue to the books.
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10:14 pm
Jean Gray watched the Professor explain about Calye. She had been in on Rogue's sudden research on atamantium, and was a bit curious why she had been looking to fill in the gaps, but she knew whatever Rogue was looking for, it had to do with Calye. Of course, medically, Jean would know around noon the next day, although with what Rogue had said that she was antsy about it.
"Jean?" Scott said, bringing her out of her reverie.
"Yes?"
Scott smiled, "Daydreaming again?"
"No." She smiled back, "Just thinking." She drifted back into her thoughts. 'Could Calye have atamantium?'
Professor X could hear her thoughts, and wondered why she was thinking that.
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July 1st, 2001
3:16 am
Calye walked out of her room and down the hall. Her insomnia had woken her up at two and after tossing and turning for an hour, she decided to go out into the yard and find a tree to sit by. She had loved the night since her toddler years, because the dark made everyone the same – everyone was a dark form with no face or persona. Calye had known since she was two that she was different, and the night made her normal (at least in her mind).
She walked out the door and into the warm night air. Her fingers hurt from the night before, as her ability to heal was never that great to begin with. She walked through the grass barefooted for a few minutes before stopping at a tree and sitting at the base of it. "So here we are, Clue…" She said looking at her hands. Since her little sister, Krista Diane, could talk Calye's name had been Clue, and the name was now one she used when she didn't want people to know who she was – even her self at times.
"Out here by yourself?
Calye looked up at the woman with the short brown hair, who was standing beside her. Jean Gray. "Yeah. I'm way too awake to be inside. And if I tried to wake up Sarah Ann, I'd probably end up without an arm or something."
"Sarah is a heavy sleeper." Jean smiled at the thought of Sarah Ann McKenzie. Trying to get her up for breakfast was not an easy task.
Calye sighed, as Jean sat down, and the teen reached to scratch her arm. Her skin was tanner in the dark, but the silver bands that were around each arm (as Rogue had said), were glinting in the moonlight. Jean looked at the silver, and then looked at Calye.
"What are those?" Jean asked.
Calye looked at her right arm and touched the cold silver. "Atamantium. Watch." The teen held out her right hand, fingers pointed straight, and after a few seconds, five pointed mini-spears protruded out of the tips of her fingers. She looked at the spot where the atamantium had been before. It was now a white cylinder container that wrapped around her arm. "The atamantium stays in the container or whatever you want to call it, and when I want to use them, the liquid form of this stuff, comes down these tubes," She dragged her left pointer finger along the spot where the tube was in her right arm, "and then comes down to five smaller tubes that come out the front of my fingers." She retracted the metal and Jean watched the now liquid atamantium re-fill the container and become solid once again. Her fingertips bled momentarily and then stopped. A thin sheen of skin covered the holes where the metal had been previously.
Jean took Calye's right hand and looked at her fingers, "It didn't heal over completely."
"No. It never does. I try to not use them, since there's really not a reason to anyway."
"Calye, atamantium isn't naturally in a body, human or mutant, which means that this had to be placed in your body. Do you remember who did it?" Jean asked.
"Yep." Calye breathed in, "My mother is against mutants like Senator Kelly was. She formed this underground resistance kind of thing. Daddy didn't know until like two months ago. The resistance lures mutants into these places where they're studied, and then released and they can't tell anyone about it 'coz then people would know. When I was four years old, I started to show the signs that I could be a mutant and my mother got afraid, so she sent me away. Daddy found me just after these things were put in me. He brought me home. I stayed away from her and she didn't do anything to me. My sister was born three years ago, and I'd been protecting her since she was born. Daddy said he'd take her away from my mother after I came here. He wanted me to be safe first, and then he'd worry about Krista."
Jean put her arm around Calye's shoulders, "Come on, I'll take you back to bed."
Calye stood up, and allowed her self to be brought back to her room.
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To Be Continued…
Cassie Jamie
I know it's short. I just wanted to bring Calye into the puzzle so I have a voyeur.