*** Okay, here's the next part! When we last left off....***
"She really is a witch! She's a freak, a mutant! Lark Owens is a mutant! Kill it!" Rachel's high pitched screech invaded Lark's mind. That was like a bucket of ice water being thrown at her, bucket and all. 'Uh-oh... Me thinks I'm in a whole heap of trouble....' Lark thought to herself, kneeling on the ground. Now that she was no longer shaking with rage, Lark felt drained and exhausted, the energy she had used had been so much....
Thomas was still on the ground, holding his face. Through his fingers, Lark could see what damage had been done. His admirers would have little to sigh over now. It looked like he was wearing a putty nose with blue and green and purple bruises splotched on his face all the way from the top of his mouth, around his cheeks and to the bottoms of his eyes.
If there was anything else said, Lark didn't hear it. The teacher who had been running to the scene was there and without a word, yanked Lark up by her shoulder and forearm, and practically hauled her away.
As they walked (or rather, the teacher walked, but at such a fast pace, that Lark had to jump and jog to catch up, or risk being dragged on the floor since the teacher was walking so fast.) Lark tried to make sense of where she was being taken to. As they turned a corridor, it became clear she was going into the principal's office.
Practically being shoved into a chair, Lark was told to sit tight until called into the office. Happy to be left alone to her thoughts, Lark curled up a bit into the chair. What was going on? Never had her powers gone off like that before.... What was going to happen to her now?
~*~*~*~*~
-Back at Bayville-
Xavier closed his eyes, concentrating. ~Jean, Cerebro (AN- Thanks for the spelling you guys!) has detected mutant activity, and I think it may be Jennifer. I need all of you to find some way to get out of school and meet back in the danger room in half an hour.~
~*~*~*~*~
Jean dropped her pencil, and bent to retrieve it. Mr. Deflores glanced up with a harsh look towards her. She pretended to look meek, looking down at her desk. Of course, what she was really doing was concentrating on finding Kitty, Rogue, Evan, Scott, and Kurt and relaying what Professor X had told her.
A few minuets later, Jean went out to the 'nurses office' with a huge migraine. A couple of minutes after that, Kurt 'got sick to his stomach' and had to leave to get ill. And a little bit after that so did Evan, Scott, Kitty, and Rogue. Evan, being Evan, said it had to be something the cafeteria served.
After making sure no one was following them to see if they were all right, they met at Scott's car, piled in, and were off. The campus police were there by the gates, but a quick touch from Rogue rendered them unconscious.
Fifteen minutes later, they were all scrambling out of the car and up the steps. 'Something has to be vrong....' Kurt thought as he bamfed out of the tangled mess of seat belts that were Kitty and Rogue.
After everyone was disentangled themselves and made it to the danger room, Professor X has already had Logan starting up the jeep. "All right everyone, Jennifer lost control or was confronted. Cerebro didn't pick up any other mutant activity, so that's a good thing. It means Magneto hasn't gotten to her. We're counting on you to persuade her to come back here. Remember, her powers can become dangerous, so handle with caution. Good luck." The professor said.
And with that, they were off. "Do you think she'll vant to come vith us? Does she even know vhat she ees?" Kurt thought aloud, turning on his hologram again.
"Prob'aly not, I mean, she lives in an anti-mutant place, doesn't she? She's prob'aly scared outta her mind by now, if she's the one who used her mutant powers." Rogue said, settling back.
"I wonder if she's, like, part of the F.O.H." Kitty said twirling part of her bangs in her fingers thoughtfully.
"Unlikely. The professor would have told us that part, wouldn't he?" Scott said from up front.
"Unless of course it didn't show up on Cerebro. The thing isn't -that- powerful, ya know." Logan said gruffly up front. That got everyone quiet for a while. What if she was hostile? Kurt really didn't think that could be possible. From the picture he'd seen, he saw such gentle hazel eyes and sweet smile. A person who smiled like that wouldn't be hostile, could she? Well, he would find out soon enough, she didn't live that far, close enough to take the jeep.
~*~*~*~*~
- Back where Lark is.... -
"Fighting, Jenny! Now you know better than that! In all the years I've known you, you've never been a trouble maker." Principal Davis groused. Lark stared at him. Not only was she ruffled that he kept calling her 'Jenny', but he was acting as if she had just come in and bashed 'poor Thomas' in the face with a piece of plywood! Lark opened her mouth to say something about calling her Jenny (Jennifer was bad enough, even her teachers called her Lark), but Davis plowed on.
"There's no excuse for this young lady, I'm calling your brother."
"Excuse me? My brother? But he isn't my legal guardian! You have to call my mom, Anne Owens. Her number at work is---" Lark started to protest, but the principal cut her off.
"I'm really tired of your attitude, Miss Owens! Now I'm calling your brother, stay right here." Davis snapped at her, a vein popping in his neck. Lark shrunk from shock in her seat at him, and Davis seemed to calm a bit, softening his tone.
"Yes, your brother will know how to handle this. you don't want to get into trouble with your mother, do you? After all, she has to hold down a job and support two children. Don't worry Jenny, I'm your friend in this matter, we'll straighten it out"
Lark blinked as Davis leaned in close to her, and on his desk, slightly poking out of a drawer was a red bandanna with two letters out in view, F.O. Lark could just bet that the other letter was H and that Davis was not 'her friend'.
Lark shook her head, her mouth opening without words coming out. "No," she said finally, backing away to the door. "You're going to hurt me...!" She was finally able to move her legs to the door. They felt weak but she forced herself to move. Davis looked up from his phone, in the middle of dialing.
"Hurt you? Jenny, no, I won't hurt you at all! But you broke the rules and now you have to pay the price...." Davis said, trying to make his voice sound silk, but it only sounded greasy to Lark. "Come on, sit down. I realize this is your first offense, so we'll go slightly easier on you...."
"NO! No, you know I'm not talking about that! You're going to hurt me... I know you know what I am!" And with that she bolted to the door, opening it quickly. From over her shoulder she cried out, "And my name is Lark!"
And then she ran as if the hounds of hell were after her. Which, when she thought of it, they would be soon.
~*~*~*~*~*~
Scott surveyed the area. "The high school is down that way. That's the main area where the second mutant activity happened. If it was Jennifer, more than likely she would run from the scene as quick as she could."
Kurt looked to Scott. "Ja, but the question ees, vhere vould she haf gone?"
~*~*~*~*~*~
She ran. She ran like she never had before, off of school grounds, towards the back ends of the woods. Lark felt as though her legs were going to fall of, but the sight of that bandana added more energy to her.
'And he was going to call my brother...oh God, please don't let them hurt David!' Lark's heart, or was it her pace, pounded in her ears until she could no longer really see what was in front of her, jumping over a fallen log just in time.
Just then, she heard a noise.... It was odd, like nothing she had heard before, like a...well, a bamf. She skirted to a sudden stop, only to run straight into a boy with shoulder length black hair. Lark fell backwards and heard a muffled thumps as the boy did too. Bolting up, she looked over to him.
To her eyes, it was not a boy but....Something else. He had indigo hair, bright cat eyes, blue fur and a blue tail.... She also noticed his watch on the ground as he fumbled to find it with his three fingers. Lark's hand was shaking; she knew what he was. "Here...." she handed him the watch.
The boy seemed more bewildered than she. "Please...don't scream...I von't hurt you."
For some reason, Lark nodded. "I know," she said. "Who are you?"
~*~*~*~*~*~
"I know sir...I'm sorry sir, it will not happen again. Yes, the girl ran out of here, I'm not sure where she was headed, but I have our staff working on tracking her. I was still at the school..... It's my job, but the...what is that word I hear the students calling her? Bitch-witch?" He smiled. "She won't get away. That filthy mutant is going to die like all of them should. I'll see you in a couple of hours." Davis hung up the phone.
Nothing would get away from him. Nothing.
What do you think? Like it? Hate it? Oh, and I need ideas for Lark's mutant name, so if you guys would like to, either write it in your reviews or email me at OracleLight@Hotmail.com. Once more, flames will be fed to Tippy the Typo Daemon :)
"She really is a witch! She's a freak, a mutant! Lark Owens is a mutant! Kill it!" Rachel's high pitched screech invaded Lark's mind. That was like a bucket of ice water being thrown at her, bucket and all. 'Uh-oh... Me thinks I'm in a whole heap of trouble....' Lark thought to herself, kneeling on the ground. Now that she was no longer shaking with rage, Lark felt drained and exhausted, the energy she had used had been so much....
Thomas was still on the ground, holding his face. Through his fingers, Lark could see what damage had been done. His admirers would have little to sigh over now. It looked like he was wearing a putty nose with blue and green and purple bruises splotched on his face all the way from the top of his mouth, around his cheeks and to the bottoms of his eyes.
If there was anything else said, Lark didn't hear it. The teacher who had been running to the scene was there and without a word, yanked Lark up by her shoulder and forearm, and practically hauled her away.
As they walked (or rather, the teacher walked, but at such a fast pace, that Lark had to jump and jog to catch up, or risk being dragged on the floor since the teacher was walking so fast.) Lark tried to make sense of where she was being taken to. As they turned a corridor, it became clear she was going into the principal's office.
Practically being shoved into a chair, Lark was told to sit tight until called into the office. Happy to be left alone to her thoughts, Lark curled up a bit into the chair. What was going on? Never had her powers gone off like that before.... What was going to happen to her now?
~*~*~*~*~
-Back at Bayville-
Xavier closed his eyes, concentrating. ~Jean, Cerebro (AN- Thanks for the spelling you guys!) has detected mutant activity, and I think it may be Jennifer. I need all of you to find some way to get out of school and meet back in the danger room in half an hour.~
~*~*~*~*~
Jean dropped her pencil, and bent to retrieve it. Mr. Deflores glanced up with a harsh look towards her. She pretended to look meek, looking down at her desk. Of course, what she was really doing was concentrating on finding Kitty, Rogue, Evan, Scott, and Kurt and relaying what Professor X had told her.
A few minuets later, Jean went out to the 'nurses office' with a huge migraine. A couple of minutes after that, Kurt 'got sick to his stomach' and had to leave to get ill. And a little bit after that so did Evan, Scott, Kitty, and Rogue. Evan, being Evan, said it had to be something the cafeteria served.
After making sure no one was following them to see if they were all right, they met at Scott's car, piled in, and were off. The campus police were there by the gates, but a quick touch from Rogue rendered them unconscious.
Fifteen minutes later, they were all scrambling out of the car and up the steps. 'Something has to be vrong....' Kurt thought as he bamfed out of the tangled mess of seat belts that were Kitty and Rogue.
After everyone was disentangled themselves and made it to the danger room, Professor X has already had Logan starting up the jeep. "All right everyone, Jennifer lost control or was confronted. Cerebro didn't pick up any other mutant activity, so that's a good thing. It means Magneto hasn't gotten to her. We're counting on you to persuade her to come back here. Remember, her powers can become dangerous, so handle with caution. Good luck." The professor said.
And with that, they were off. "Do you think she'll vant to come vith us? Does she even know vhat she ees?" Kurt thought aloud, turning on his hologram again.
"Prob'aly not, I mean, she lives in an anti-mutant place, doesn't she? She's prob'aly scared outta her mind by now, if she's the one who used her mutant powers." Rogue said, settling back.
"I wonder if she's, like, part of the F.O.H." Kitty said twirling part of her bangs in her fingers thoughtfully.
"Unlikely. The professor would have told us that part, wouldn't he?" Scott said from up front.
"Unless of course it didn't show up on Cerebro. The thing isn't -that- powerful, ya know." Logan said gruffly up front. That got everyone quiet for a while. What if she was hostile? Kurt really didn't think that could be possible. From the picture he'd seen, he saw such gentle hazel eyes and sweet smile. A person who smiled like that wouldn't be hostile, could she? Well, he would find out soon enough, she didn't live that far, close enough to take the jeep.
~*~*~*~*~
- Back where Lark is.... -
"Fighting, Jenny! Now you know better than that! In all the years I've known you, you've never been a trouble maker." Principal Davis groused. Lark stared at him. Not only was she ruffled that he kept calling her 'Jenny', but he was acting as if she had just come in and bashed 'poor Thomas' in the face with a piece of plywood! Lark opened her mouth to say something about calling her Jenny (Jennifer was bad enough, even her teachers called her Lark), but Davis plowed on.
"There's no excuse for this young lady, I'm calling your brother."
"Excuse me? My brother? But he isn't my legal guardian! You have to call my mom, Anne Owens. Her number at work is---" Lark started to protest, but the principal cut her off.
"I'm really tired of your attitude, Miss Owens! Now I'm calling your brother, stay right here." Davis snapped at her, a vein popping in his neck. Lark shrunk from shock in her seat at him, and Davis seemed to calm a bit, softening his tone.
"Yes, your brother will know how to handle this. you don't want to get into trouble with your mother, do you? After all, she has to hold down a job and support two children. Don't worry Jenny, I'm your friend in this matter, we'll straighten it out"
Lark blinked as Davis leaned in close to her, and on his desk, slightly poking out of a drawer was a red bandanna with two letters out in view, F.O. Lark could just bet that the other letter was H and that Davis was not 'her friend'.
Lark shook her head, her mouth opening without words coming out. "No," she said finally, backing away to the door. "You're going to hurt me...!" She was finally able to move her legs to the door. They felt weak but she forced herself to move. Davis looked up from his phone, in the middle of dialing.
"Hurt you? Jenny, no, I won't hurt you at all! But you broke the rules and now you have to pay the price...." Davis said, trying to make his voice sound silk, but it only sounded greasy to Lark. "Come on, sit down. I realize this is your first offense, so we'll go slightly easier on you...."
"NO! No, you know I'm not talking about that! You're going to hurt me... I know you know what I am!" And with that she bolted to the door, opening it quickly. From over her shoulder she cried out, "And my name is Lark!"
And then she ran as if the hounds of hell were after her. Which, when she thought of it, they would be soon.
~*~*~*~*~*~
Scott surveyed the area. "The high school is down that way. That's the main area where the second mutant activity happened. If it was Jennifer, more than likely she would run from the scene as quick as she could."
Kurt looked to Scott. "Ja, but the question ees, vhere vould she haf gone?"
~*~*~*~*~*~
She ran. She ran like she never had before, off of school grounds, towards the back ends of the woods. Lark felt as though her legs were going to fall of, but the sight of that bandana added more energy to her.
'And he was going to call my brother...oh God, please don't let them hurt David!' Lark's heart, or was it her pace, pounded in her ears until she could no longer really see what was in front of her, jumping over a fallen log just in time.
Just then, she heard a noise.... It was odd, like nothing she had heard before, like a...well, a bamf. She skirted to a sudden stop, only to run straight into a boy with shoulder length black hair. Lark fell backwards and heard a muffled thumps as the boy did too. Bolting up, she looked over to him.
To her eyes, it was not a boy but....Something else. He had indigo hair, bright cat eyes, blue fur and a blue tail.... She also noticed his watch on the ground as he fumbled to find it with his three fingers. Lark's hand was shaking; she knew what he was. "Here...." she handed him the watch.
The boy seemed more bewildered than she. "Please...don't scream...I von't hurt you."
For some reason, Lark nodded. "I know," she said. "Who are you?"
~*~*~*~*~*~
"I know sir...I'm sorry sir, it will not happen again. Yes, the girl ran out of here, I'm not sure where she was headed, but I have our staff working on tracking her. I was still at the school..... It's my job, but the...what is that word I hear the students calling her? Bitch-witch?" He smiled. "She won't get away. That filthy mutant is going to die like all of them should. I'll see you in a couple of hours." Davis hung up the phone.
Nothing would get away from him. Nothing.
What do you think? Like it? Hate it? Oh, and I need ideas for Lark's mutant name, so if you guys would like to, either write it in your reviews or email me at OracleLight@Hotmail.com. Once more, flames will be fed to Tippy the Typo Daemon :)
