*Disclaimer* I do not own X-Men or any part of it, but i do own Elf/Elli. Do not steal her or I will hunt you down! Grrrrrr!
ELFEN
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Elf woke up in a sterile room so much like the institute, it scared her. She ended up struggling out of her bed and falling onto the floor. As she heard a whirring sound, Elf squeezed ehr eyes shut, drew her knees up to her chest and trembled with fear, hoping that it wasn't a catcher.
"Are you alright?"
Elf opened her eyes to see a pair of wheels before her. She looked up and saw a man sitting in a wheelchair, his blad head nearly reflecting the light. She nodded blankly, but still trembled. When the man reached out to her, she drew back against the wall and her eyes widened in fear. He drew his hand back with a sigh.
"I won't hurt you. I promise, little Elli."
Elf stopped trembling so much, and heard more footsteps. A tall woman with white hair that fell in slight waves to her waist hurried to the man's side, her brown eyes curious but fearful. She leaned close to Elf, and Elf drew away again. there was a catcher that had looked like this woman, and it had been her first catcher. The woman pulled away, almost surprised as to the reaction.
Elf heard more footsteps, and thought a word she heard the tanker driver use. But it wasn't another stranger, it was Wolverine.
"Elf?" He called from the doorway to the room. Elf perked up and her face brightened.
"Wolvie?" The woman stepped to the side to let Wolverine through. Wolverine helped Elf back onto her bed, and wiped away a tear on her cheek.
"It's okay, Elf. These people are going to help you, okay?" Elf nodded, wishing she knew how to talk more. Wolverine smiled faintly, but turned to the man and the woman.
"Why is she shaking?"
The woman looked ready to just keel over at his rough voice.
"I don't know. She fears us, me even more than the Professor."
Wolverine narrowed his eyes at the Professor. The man returned the stare, only without the suspicion. Wolverine faced Elf again, his face open.
"They need to check your bandage, Elf. I'll be back later. I promise."
Elf nodded and watched him leave. The woman looked at Elf with care not to make her eyes seem...angry or upset in any way.
"Elf? I'm Ororo. I just need to make sure you're healing normally. Is that okay?"
Elf nodded and Ororo lifted the light blue shirt that Elf wore now. She saw how bloody the bandage was, and removed it from Elf's side.
"Don't move, I need to get a new bandage. Just hold up the shirt so I can get to it."
Elf stared at her blankly, but silently schemed an escape from this strange new place that reminded her of that horrible institute.
Don't even think about it, Elli.
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Elf whimpered deep in her throat.
Who are you? What do you want? Her mind screamed. Elf kept her face blank and her eyes vacant.
I want to keep you safe, with a loving home.
That mysterious word was in there. Love.
What is...love? And why would I ever need it?
The voice in her mind chuckled deeply, a sad sound.
Love is what you feel when you have someone caring for you, and giving you everythhing you need. Elf's heart raced. Catchers.
I don't need it! I've survived without it for years, and I can for as long as I wish! She retorted, her eyes flickering to the anger she felt so often. The Professor frowned at her.
"Elli, you misunderstand. It can't be explained, and a person like you can wither away without it after time passes. Believe me, Elli. You will know what I mean after a weeks time."
Ororo looked at them in confusion as she put the bandage onto Elf's side.
"Does the cut hurt, Elf?" Elf shook her head, and Ororo looked at her sympathetically.
"Can you talk?" She whispered. Elf nearly jumped. Only Wolverine had asked her that.
"Wolvie t-t-teaches me. I d-do well." She answered, stumbling over only a couple of the words.
Ororo's brow furrowed.
"Why can't you speak well? Didn't your parents teach you?"
Elf looked at her as though she had suddenly sprouted another head.
"P-parents? What are they?" Elf knew the last statement by heart, she said it so often.
Ororo sighed. The Professor looked at Elf.
Where did you grow up?
The Mutant Institute. Where else would anyone be raised?
The Professor shook his head sadly.
"Go to bed now, Elli."
"Elf." The Professor looked up with mild surprise.
"What?" Elf found new strength in her words, surprising a person with them.
"My name...is Elf."
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Elf followed Wolverine, limping slightly. Her limp had nearly left her, but it still bothered her the tiniest bit
"Elf!" Ororo cried from behind. "Elf what are you doing out like that?"
Elf looked at Ororo in bewilderment.
"Wrong?" She said, a small word she had learned.
Ororo thrust a ring at her.
"Put it on, and then open up the rock and press the button inside. Never go anywhere without it!"
Ororo hurried away, leaving Elf to wonder what was wrong with her. She looekd at Wolverine with big eyes.
"Wrong?"
Wolverine sighed. Elf looked too different from everyone else. She would never pass for normal, ever. From her Dark green hair to her pale green skin, she was bizarre. Then the color of her eyes was a question. Yellow-gold..and with slitted pupils? Her fingernails were green, and she had...fangs. Even stranger was the fact that she had a tail, which was spaded at the tip. Her hands and feet looked normal from a distance, but up close she had only four fingers and her feet were catlike.
"Other people don't look like you, Elf. They look like the Professor and Ororo...maybe even me."
Elf nodded, understanding. Even at the institute she stuck out like a sore thumb.
"Bad?"
Wolverine nodded, and Elf slipped the ring onto her thumb. She admired it for a moment, the pretty green stone set into the gold band was quite complimenting to her.
Elf flipped back the cover of the stone, with some difficulty, and pressed the little button she found.
The air around her buzzed for a moment, and then she gasped, whispering a word she had learned recently.
"Woah..."
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X-men, report to my office. We have a new student you need to meet.
Kurt grumbled as he trudged down the hall to the Professor's office. He hated it when he got called during the middle of a good video game.
"Mein gott he has wundervoll timing." He mumbled.
After grumbling about how close he was to beating that one little boss guy, Kurt reached the Professor's office.
"Professor? You vanted to see me?" He asked. The rest of the X-Men filtered in as the professor turned his wheelchair to them.
"Yes I did. The new student should be here in a few moments." He answered. He looked towards the door. Kurt turned to the door.
"Professor?"
A girl came to the door, and let out a squeak of surprise, her eyes widening and her hands flying to her mouth. Kurt raised a brow in approval. The girl had black hair that fell to her waist in dreadlocks, her wide eyes were a deep green, and she had a slightly tanned skin tone. Her figure was petite, but she already had muscles and a somewhat aggressive stance. She wore a green tube shirt in camouflage colors, baggy jeans, leading down to brown army boots. (*I've always liked this outfit, so its what she wears all the time. Nyah!*) A golden ring glittered from her thumb, with what looked like an emerald on it.
"Everyone, this is Elli. Be patient with her, she is very timid."
Kurt tossed the Professor's comment aside. This tough looking girl? Timid? She looked like she could beat that new guy if she wanted to.
"Elli, would you step into the room?"
Elli stepped in...timidly. Kurt finally realized she was scared to death, of all of them. She was even beginning to tremble.
One of the girls stepped forward, Jean. Her own red hair fell past her waist, and her green eyes were welcoming as she held out her hand.
Elli pulled away.
The Professor cleared his throat, calling the attention of everyone in the room.
"Elli doesn't like to be touched. She's been hurt before."
Elli glared at him as though he had betrayed some horrible secret of hers, while the others looked understanding. A few others had been abused.
"Elli, why don't you show them what you look like?"
Elli leaped up, staring as though the Professor had gone mad.
"No! Ugly! Monster!"
Kurt understood why the Professor mind-spoke to her for a few minutes. The girl's face was twisted into fear, resignation. She lifted her hand and popped open the stone on her ring.
Kurt held his breath as the image of the girl fizzled and he found himself looking at a green demonic figure, their eyes large with fear and trembling just slightly.
"Ugly. Monster."
Kurt begged to differ.
She was beautiful.
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Elf looked around her, watching mists swirling around her feet and the tree trunks. A few steps would take her miles in this dismal place.
"Hello?" She called. her voice echoed strangely here, as though other people were speaking at the same moment.
A figure came out of the shadows, the shape of Wolverine silhouetted against a cold, pearly moon.
"Wolvie? Is that you?" That strange echo again.
The figure lumbered towards her, and Elf suddenly remembered that even though large, Wolverine made hardly any noise when he moved.
The figure was close enough for Elf to smell their stale breath, warm against her face. She still couldn't see what they looked like, even though their hair fluttered against her cheeks and over her neck in the stale wind.
Elf tried to back away, but her legs wouldn't move.
The figure raised his arm, and Elf caught sight of the sickening yellow nails that were sharp enough to tear her through and through. As the arm came back down again with great speed, Elf screamed.
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Elf woke up screaming, a cold sweat in a thin layer all over. The window next to her bed was open, letting in a warm breeze as the curtains flitted against her face.
Elf's breath came raggedly, as though she had been running a long distance, her hair was stuck to the back of her neck by her sweat.
The door to the room crashed open, the girls Kitty and Rogue bursting in. Kurt and Scott weren't far behind.
Elf curled into a ball, hugging her knees to her chest, rocking back and forth. Her sweat made her skin feel cold and clammy now.
Jean hurried over to her.
"Elli, are you alright?"
Elli began to speak, and then broke into heavy sobs. Jean shushed her, and held her like a mother would hold a child after a nightmare.
Scott left, surprised and grateful to see no damage and no bad guys lurking in the shadows. Kitty left, to get her 'beauty sleep' and to make sure her teddy bear hadn't suffered any damage.
Elf calmed down until her sobs became sniffles. Jean and Kurt didn't leave until she fell asleep again, and closed the door quietly.
"How badly vas she hurt?" Kurt wondered. The question had been swimming in Jean when she first entered the room.
Jean shrugegd as she answered.
"Badly enough to wake up screaming for the past week, each time to do anything but cry afterwards." She sighed and the silence between her and Kurt was a bit awkward.
"Shouldn't ve tell Professor?" His eyes were clouded with concern.
Jean shook her head.
"He already knows. He knew when she had her first nightmare. He said that the terror and hate was so thick in her head, that he couldn't sleep all that night."
They stood awkwardly for another moment before Kurt moved away, back to his room.
In her room, Elf sank back into yet another terrifying nightmare.
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Elf picked at her food, hardly eating at all. She made a little mountain with her potatos, and stuck broccoli into it for trees.
Wolverine watched her with mild interest as she carved a little cave into the side of the 'mountain' and then looked at it as though it had appeared out of thin air.
"Something wrong, Elf?"
Elf shook her head, staring at the little sculpture in confusion.
"So what is that?"
Elf stared at it again for a moment before looking at Wolverine.
"I don't know...familiar."
Her speech had improved after she listened to the bustle of teenagers for a week. But was still broken and confusing.
"Elli!"
Elf and Wolverine both looked up in surprise at Kurt. Kitty rolled her eyes at them from the other end of the table.
"Umm...Logan, can't you please stop your growling?" Kurt's voice, thick with his German accent, was laced with a bit of fear.
Wolverine stopepd growling and dug into his food. Elf looked at Kurt curiously with moss green eyes.
Kurt had lost what he was going to say.
"Umm, Elli. Vould you...oh shit."
He rubebd the back of his neck impatiently.
"Vouldyougotozedancevithme?"
Elf stared after him curiously as he ducked and covered his head with his arms as though ready for a blow. He peeked at Elf, who hadn't moved, and relaxed.
"Whats a dance?"
Kitty began choking on a carrot. While Scott slapped Kitty on the back, Elf stared at Kurt waiting for an answer.
"A dance is...vell, vhere people dance. And zey, vell dance. I...A dance is vhere you dance, Elli!"
Elf nodded, her eyes amused at his discomfort for some reason.
"I'll go."
She snapped ehr mouth shut as soon as she said the words, because everyone looked at her. Even Wolverine looked at her strangely.
"Elf, don't you think you're a little young to go on dates?"
Elf shrugged.
"I thought sixteen was a good age for everything."
Wolverine almost fell off his chair.
"I thought you were thirteen at most!"
Kitty giggled from her end of the table. The lethal carrot lay in her palm. She quickly tossed it out the window behind ehr before talking.
"Well, Logan, it is, like, so OBVIOUS that you are, like, totally oblivious when it comes to, like, age! But Elli, you, like, do look like a fourteen year old or something."
Elf shrugged. She honestly didn't know, or care, about the age episode with people.
"So, Elli. You're sixteen?"
Jean shot Scott a warning glance at his words. Scott backed down immediately.
"I withdraw all comments."
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(In the mutant institute)
"You let three of our most valuable mutants escape!?"
The catchers flinched when they heard the head of their institute yelling from his office.
"That girl was going to be a prize! A great warrior! And my two best assassins! Wolverine was on schedule for a mission!"
"Sir, we tried to stop them, but the girl was too fast, and Wolverine killed every one of ours he could."
The head of the institute (let's call him Boss Man) turned in his chair, facing the slight little man before him.
"And what of the other?"
The little man began shaking.
"He destroyed every catcher on the way to the garage, took our most expensive car, and left."
The Boss Man folded his hands together, his fingers lacing over the backs of his hands. A golden ring was on his plump finger, a marriage band.
"We shall have to track them down."
"But sir...what of the people who they met? What if people remember them?"
The Boss Man turned his chair again and narrowed his eyes at the wall.
"Then...they must be terminated..."
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So...whadya think? I'm gonna add another chapter ASAP! ; )
ELFEN
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Elf woke up in a sterile room so much like the institute, it scared her. She ended up struggling out of her bed and falling onto the floor. As she heard a whirring sound, Elf squeezed ehr eyes shut, drew her knees up to her chest and trembled with fear, hoping that it wasn't a catcher.
"Are you alright?"
Elf opened her eyes to see a pair of wheels before her. She looked up and saw a man sitting in a wheelchair, his blad head nearly reflecting the light. She nodded blankly, but still trembled. When the man reached out to her, she drew back against the wall and her eyes widened in fear. He drew his hand back with a sigh.
"I won't hurt you. I promise, little Elli."
Elf stopped trembling so much, and heard more footsteps. A tall woman with white hair that fell in slight waves to her waist hurried to the man's side, her brown eyes curious but fearful. She leaned close to Elf, and Elf drew away again. there was a catcher that had looked like this woman, and it had been her first catcher. The woman pulled away, almost surprised as to the reaction.
Elf heard more footsteps, and thought a word she heard the tanker driver use. But it wasn't another stranger, it was Wolverine.
"Elf?" He called from the doorway to the room. Elf perked up and her face brightened.
"Wolvie?" The woman stepped to the side to let Wolverine through. Wolverine helped Elf back onto her bed, and wiped away a tear on her cheek.
"It's okay, Elf. These people are going to help you, okay?" Elf nodded, wishing she knew how to talk more. Wolverine smiled faintly, but turned to the man and the woman.
"Why is she shaking?"
The woman looked ready to just keel over at his rough voice.
"I don't know. She fears us, me even more than the Professor."
Wolverine narrowed his eyes at the Professor. The man returned the stare, only without the suspicion. Wolverine faced Elf again, his face open.
"They need to check your bandage, Elf. I'll be back later. I promise."
Elf nodded and watched him leave. The woman looked at Elf with care not to make her eyes seem...angry or upset in any way.
"Elf? I'm Ororo. I just need to make sure you're healing normally. Is that okay?"
Elf nodded and Ororo lifted the light blue shirt that Elf wore now. She saw how bloody the bandage was, and removed it from Elf's side.
"Don't move, I need to get a new bandage. Just hold up the shirt so I can get to it."
Elf stared at her blankly, but silently schemed an escape from this strange new place that reminded her of that horrible institute.
Don't even think about it, Elli.
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Elf whimpered deep in her throat.
Who are you? What do you want? Her mind screamed. Elf kept her face blank and her eyes vacant.
I want to keep you safe, with a loving home.
That mysterious word was in there. Love.
What is...love? And why would I ever need it?
The voice in her mind chuckled deeply, a sad sound.
Love is what you feel when you have someone caring for you, and giving you everythhing you need. Elf's heart raced. Catchers.
I don't need it! I've survived without it for years, and I can for as long as I wish! She retorted, her eyes flickering to the anger she felt so often. The Professor frowned at her.
"Elli, you misunderstand. It can't be explained, and a person like you can wither away without it after time passes. Believe me, Elli. You will know what I mean after a weeks time."
Ororo looked at them in confusion as she put the bandage onto Elf's side.
"Does the cut hurt, Elf?" Elf shook her head, and Ororo looked at her sympathetically.
"Can you talk?" She whispered. Elf nearly jumped. Only Wolverine had asked her that.
"Wolvie t-t-teaches me. I d-do well." She answered, stumbling over only a couple of the words.
Ororo's brow furrowed.
"Why can't you speak well? Didn't your parents teach you?"
Elf looked at her as though she had suddenly sprouted another head.
"P-parents? What are they?" Elf knew the last statement by heart, she said it so often.
Ororo sighed. The Professor looked at Elf.
Where did you grow up?
The Mutant Institute. Where else would anyone be raised?
The Professor shook his head sadly.
"Go to bed now, Elli."
"Elf." The Professor looked up with mild surprise.
"What?" Elf found new strength in her words, surprising a person with them.
"My name...is Elf."
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Elf followed Wolverine, limping slightly. Her limp had nearly left her, but it still bothered her the tiniest bit
"Elf!" Ororo cried from behind. "Elf what are you doing out like that?"
Elf looked at Ororo in bewilderment.
"Wrong?" She said, a small word she had learned.
Ororo thrust a ring at her.
"Put it on, and then open up the rock and press the button inside. Never go anywhere without it!"
Ororo hurried away, leaving Elf to wonder what was wrong with her. She looekd at Wolverine with big eyes.
"Wrong?"
Wolverine sighed. Elf looked too different from everyone else. She would never pass for normal, ever. From her Dark green hair to her pale green skin, she was bizarre. Then the color of her eyes was a question. Yellow-gold..and with slitted pupils? Her fingernails were green, and she had...fangs. Even stranger was the fact that she had a tail, which was spaded at the tip. Her hands and feet looked normal from a distance, but up close she had only four fingers and her feet were catlike.
"Other people don't look like you, Elf. They look like the Professor and Ororo...maybe even me."
Elf nodded, understanding. Even at the institute she stuck out like a sore thumb.
"Bad?"
Wolverine nodded, and Elf slipped the ring onto her thumb. She admired it for a moment, the pretty green stone set into the gold band was quite complimenting to her.
Elf flipped back the cover of the stone, with some difficulty, and pressed the little button she found.
The air around her buzzed for a moment, and then she gasped, whispering a word she had learned recently.
"Woah..."
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X-men, report to my office. We have a new student you need to meet.
Kurt grumbled as he trudged down the hall to the Professor's office. He hated it when he got called during the middle of a good video game.
"Mein gott he has wundervoll timing." He mumbled.
After grumbling about how close he was to beating that one little boss guy, Kurt reached the Professor's office.
"Professor? You vanted to see me?" He asked. The rest of the X-Men filtered in as the professor turned his wheelchair to them.
"Yes I did. The new student should be here in a few moments." He answered. He looked towards the door. Kurt turned to the door.
"Professor?"
A girl came to the door, and let out a squeak of surprise, her eyes widening and her hands flying to her mouth. Kurt raised a brow in approval. The girl had black hair that fell to her waist in dreadlocks, her wide eyes were a deep green, and she had a slightly tanned skin tone. Her figure was petite, but she already had muscles and a somewhat aggressive stance. She wore a green tube shirt in camouflage colors, baggy jeans, leading down to brown army boots. (*I've always liked this outfit, so its what she wears all the time. Nyah!*) A golden ring glittered from her thumb, with what looked like an emerald on it.
"Everyone, this is Elli. Be patient with her, she is very timid."
Kurt tossed the Professor's comment aside. This tough looking girl? Timid? She looked like she could beat that new guy if she wanted to.
"Elli, would you step into the room?"
Elli stepped in...timidly. Kurt finally realized she was scared to death, of all of them. She was even beginning to tremble.
One of the girls stepped forward, Jean. Her own red hair fell past her waist, and her green eyes were welcoming as she held out her hand.
Elli pulled away.
The Professor cleared his throat, calling the attention of everyone in the room.
"Elli doesn't like to be touched. She's been hurt before."
Elli glared at him as though he had betrayed some horrible secret of hers, while the others looked understanding. A few others had been abused.
"Elli, why don't you show them what you look like?"
Elli leaped up, staring as though the Professor had gone mad.
"No! Ugly! Monster!"
Kurt understood why the Professor mind-spoke to her for a few minutes. The girl's face was twisted into fear, resignation. She lifted her hand and popped open the stone on her ring.
Kurt held his breath as the image of the girl fizzled and he found himself looking at a green demonic figure, their eyes large with fear and trembling just slightly.
"Ugly. Monster."
Kurt begged to differ.
She was beautiful.
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Elf looked around her, watching mists swirling around her feet and the tree trunks. A few steps would take her miles in this dismal place.
"Hello?" She called. her voice echoed strangely here, as though other people were speaking at the same moment.
A figure came out of the shadows, the shape of Wolverine silhouetted against a cold, pearly moon.
"Wolvie? Is that you?" That strange echo again.
The figure lumbered towards her, and Elf suddenly remembered that even though large, Wolverine made hardly any noise when he moved.
The figure was close enough for Elf to smell their stale breath, warm against her face. She still couldn't see what they looked like, even though their hair fluttered against her cheeks and over her neck in the stale wind.
Elf tried to back away, but her legs wouldn't move.
The figure raised his arm, and Elf caught sight of the sickening yellow nails that were sharp enough to tear her through and through. As the arm came back down again with great speed, Elf screamed.
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Elf woke up screaming, a cold sweat in a thin layer all over. The window next to her bed was open, letting in a warm breeze as the curtains flitted against her face.
Elf's breath came raggedly, as though she had been running a long distance, her hair was stuck to the back of her neck by her sweat.
The door to the room crashed open, the girls Kitty and Rogue bursting in. Kurt and Scott weren't far behind.
Elf curled into a ball, hugging her knees to her chest, rocking back and forth. Her sweat made her skin feel cold and clammy now.
Jean hurried over to her.
"Elli, are you alright?"
Elli began to speak, and then broke into heavy sobs. Jean shushed her, and held her like a mother would hold a child after a nightmare.
Scott left, surprised and grateful to see no damage and no bad guys lurking in the shadows. Kitty left, to get her 'beauty sleep' and to make sure her teddy bear hadn't suffered any damage.
Elf calmed down until her sobs became sniffles. Jean and Kurt didn't leave until she fell asleep again, and closed the door quietly.
"How badly vas she hurt?" Kurt wondered. The question had been swimming in Jean when she first entered the room.
Jean shrugegd as she answered.
"Badly enough to wake up screaming for the past week, each time to do anything but cry afterwards." She sighed and the silence between her and Kurt was a bit awkward.
"Shouldn't ve tell Professor?" His eyes were clouded with concern.
Jean shook her head.
"He already knows. He knew when she had her first nightmare. He said that the terror and hate was so thick in her head, that he couldn't sleep all that night."
They stood awkwardly for another moment before Kurt moved away, back to his room.
In her room, Elf sank back into yet another terrifying nightmare.
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Elf picked at her food, hardly eating at all. She made a little mountain with her potatos, and stuck broccoli into it for trees.
Wolverine watched her with mild interest as she carved a little cave into the side of the 'mountain' and then looked at it as though it had appeared out of thin air.
"Something wrong, Elf?"
Elf shook her head, staring at the little sculpture in confusion.
"So what is that?"
Elf stared at it again for a moment before looking at Wolverine.
"I don't know...familiar."
Her speech had improved after she listened to the bustle of teenagers for a week. But was still broken and confusing.
"Elli!"
Elf and Wolverine both looked up in surprise at Kurt. Kitty rolled her eyes at them from the other end of the table.
"Umm...Logan, can't you please stop your growling?" Kurt's voice, thick with his German accent, was laced with a bit of fear.
Wolverine stopepd growling and dug into his food. Elf looked at Kurt curiously with moss green eyes.
Kurt had lost what he was going to say.
"Umm, Elli. Vould you...oh shit."
He rubebd the back of his neck impatiently.
"Vouldyougotozedancevithme?"
Elf stared after him curiously as he ducked and covered his head with his arms as though ready for a blow. He peeked at Elf, who hadn't moved, and relaxed.
"Whats a dance?"
Kitty began choking on a carrot. While Scott slapped Kitty on the back, Elf stared at Kurt waiting for an answer.
"A dance is...vell, vhere people dance. And zey, vell dance. I...A dance is vhere you dance, Elli!"
Elf nodded, her eyes amused at his discomfort for some reason.
"I'll go."
She snapped ehr mouth shut as soon as she said the words, because everyone looked at her. Even Wolverine looked at her strangely.
"Elf, don't you think you're a little young to go on dates?"
Elf shrugged.
"I thought sixteen was a good age for everything."
Wolverine almost fell off his chair.
"I thought you were thirteen at most!"
Kitty giggled from her end of the table. The lethal carrot lay in her palm. She quickly tossed it out the window behind ehr before talking.
"Well, Logan, it is, like, so OBVIOUS that you are, like, totally oblivious when it comes to, like, age! But Elli, you, like, do look like a fourteen year old or something."
Elf shrugged. She honestly didn't know, or care, about the age episode with people.
"So, Elli. You're sixteen?"
Jean shot Scott a warning glance at his words. Scott backed down immediately.
"I withdraw all comments."
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(In the mutant institute)
"You let three of our most valuable mutants escape!?"
The catchers flinched when they heard the head of their institute yelling from his office.
"That girl was going to be a prize! A great warrior! And my two best assassins! Wolverine was on schedule for a mission!"
"Sir, we tried to stop them, but the girl was too fast, and Wolverine killed every one of ours he could."
The head of the institute (let's call him Boss Man) turned in his chair, facing the slight little man before him.
"And what of the other?"
The little man began shaking.
"He destroyed every catcher on the way to the garage, took our most expensive car, and left."
The Boss Man folded his hands together, his fingers lacing over the backs of his hands. A golden ring was on his plump finger, a marriage band.
"We shall have to track them down."
"But sir...what of the people who they met? What if people remember them?"
The Boss Man turned his chair again and narrowed his eyes at the wall.
"Then...they must be terminated..."
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So...whadya think? I'm gonna add another chapter ASAP! ; )