*Disclaimer* I don't own X-Men or any part of it. But Elf/Elli, mine. Blah, blah, blah, yadayadayada, here's the story.
ELFEN
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Elf sneezed, and caught it in her tissue. With a grimace, she threw the soiled tissue into the garbage and went back into the Danger Room.
"Elf! Come here!" Wolverine growled from the other side of the room.
Elf trudged over, sniffling, and cocked her head to the side.
"Elf, you're assigned to go into the Danger Room with..."
Wolverine flipepd through a clipboard full of papers. He traced down one of them with his finger, and then stabbed a line with his fingerpoint.
"Here it is. You're assigned with Rogue and Kurt."
Elf grumbled and went off to the locker room.
"Where's you uniform, Elf?" Jean asked, looking up from tying her shoe. "Oh wait! I remember! I left in in your locker, number fifteen."
Elf opened up the locker and took out a bundle of clothes. She shot a questionable look at Jean, but began changing.
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Kurt paced in the room leading to the Danger Room, wearing his uniform. his tail swished from side to side, almost impatiently, as he looked anxiously at the door, and then began pacing again.
The door opened, and Kurt looked up.
"Ah'm here, bro. Where's that' girl?"
BAMF!
"Sorry I took so long, guys. I forgot where the room was." Elf gushed, adjusting one of her gloves.
Kurt took in the sight of her before they went into the room. Her feet were bare, but she had on tight, black leggings with a white stripe up the side of each leg. Her shirt, also tight, was a black belly shirt, with a white stripe up the front and a collar that reached halfway up her neck. Her gloves were big and black, and she had her hair back in a thick emerald braid. Her tail whipped out behind her, arching, and then curving gracefully in another direction.
Kurt gulped. He could never fight her, but it was too late to say that.
"Okay, the Danger Room is ready!"
Elf winced at the voice over the speaker, but entered the room along with Rogue and Kurt.
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Elf stared around the room. It was bare, with sheet metal walls the color of granite, and a matching floor and ceiling.
"Okay, are you ready? I'm going to start the simulation."
Elf recognized Scott's voice, calm and every word deliberate.
There was a whirring noise, and buildings materialized around them, along with a street and cars.
Elf gasped and looked around warily. This place reminded her of the training room in the institute.
"Go!"
Rogue smirked at Elf, and put her hand gingerly to her arm. Elf felt energy being drained from her, so she curled her tail up.
The tip of Elf's tail hit Rogue's cheek with a crack. Blood trickled down Rogue's chin, and she stumbled backwards in shock.
Elf took advantage of the surprise, and did a few flips backwards t get away from Rogue. She heard the familiar BAMF noise, and ducked just as Kurt made a swing at her with his fist. Elf went on her back, and launched herself up with her hands. With her foot outstretched, she hit Kurt in the jaw and sent him reeling backwards, but not before Rogue came after her again.
Elf used her gloves to grab Rogue's hands, and then jumped gracefully over one arm, still holding on. With a quick wrench, she had Rogue screaming for mercy and Kurt watching in horror as she did a few quick moves with her fingertips on Rogue's neck and then near her heart.
Rogue crumpled to the ground, and Kurt launched at Elf, not knowing what she did. Elf put up her arm just in time to save herself from Kurt's fist. Kurt lashed out again, with his foot. Elf did the same, and blocked him again. The pattern went on for a while before Kurt noticed that Elf was getting bored.
Kurt kicked, and BAMFed behind Elf, hooking his foot behind her leg and pulling her backwards. Elf BAMFed just before she hit the ground, and left Kurt looking around in confusion. She wasn't anywhere in sight.
A wooshing sound from above told Kurt to move, and Elf landed where he had been standing, her tail whipping around and her hair wild. Elf did a flip towards Kurt, and their forearms met in the air, both offensive and defensive.
"That's enough!"
Elf blinked, and then looked around to see Rogue on the floor. She bent down next to her, and did a similar motion to before. Rogue was swearing and flailing around in a moment, trying to hit Elf.
"Rogue, we're done. The exercise is over." Elf sniggered, standing up straight.
Rogue scowled at her, and stood up. With a shake of her vest, she sauntered off.
Elf followed, and then Kurt. Kurt rubbed his forearm, wincing as he did. It hurt just to touch the tender spot there.
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"Elf, that was fantastic! Where did you learn to do that?" Jean asked as Elf entered the locker room again.
Elf bowed her head, blushing a strange combination of red with her green fur.
"I would prefer not to talk about it, Jean."
Jean shrugged, and began gushing again as Elf changed out of her clothes.
"And when you did that little jump-thing to Rogue, that was great! You have to show me that sometime, okay?"
Elf nodded, putting on a black and deep red tank top Jean had given her.
"And Kurt looked so mad! He thought you actually killed her!"
Elf pulled on a pair of baggy jeans and shut her locker, unsure of what to do with her feet. She shut her locker andlet her hair loose, catching a brush that Jean tossed to her.
"Well, it's just a simple little thing. Twice on the neck in two different places, and then once near the heart. The person's air supply to their brain is lessened and they crumple, no matter how good-"
"Or bad."
"-they are." Elf finished with a smirk.
Jean put something into her locker and shut it with a yawn.
"I have been up all night!" She said in another yawn. "I am beyond exhausted!"
Elf giggled as Jean stretched out on one of the benches and began sleeping. She would never understand how or why the people at the school did what they did, but she had somewhat of an idea.
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"So, you really did get beat, eh Roguie?"
Rogue made a fist with one hand, and tried to cover the bandage on her cheek with the other.
"Lance, go away." She said shortly.
Lance didn't budge. He just sat, his dark hair falling into his dark eyes, and smirking.
"Well, ROGUIE, it seems as though I am not afraid of you." Lance said, just a little bit too cocky.
"LANCE! ROGUE! GET IN HERE NOW!"
Rogue and Lance both winced at the sharp voice, but went into the other room where Mystique stood waiting.
"Rogue! you let youself get beaten by an X-Men?"
Rogue shrugged, and brushed her hair away from her face so her bandage was visible.
"So, what if Ah did, Mystique?"
Mystique was fuming.
"That is IT! You are hereby, discharged, from the Brotherhood House. You can stay with your..."
Mystique stopped talking, and the tension fell from her like a ton of bricks.
"Yes...of course...you can stay with your brother...he'll put up with you..."
Mystique blinked, and glanced sharply at Lance.
"You left the food cooking for too long."
Black smoke was near the ceiling. Lance cursed and ran into the kitchen. Mystique turned her watchful eye back to Rogue.
"I want you to stay with your brother until further notice, is that clear?"
Rogue nodded, and Mystique turned on her heel.
"Pack your thingss, Rogue. You leave tomorrow."
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Elf heard shuffling and cursing, and then a thump.
"OoOuch! Gawd dammit!"
Elf listened intently, completely silent, as there was a knocking.
"Vas? Rogue! Vhat are you doing here?"
Rogue was going to Kurt.
"Kurt, Ah hafta stay with ye fer a while. Or maybe, Baldy can fix me up."
Kurt shuffled around, probably uncomfortable.
"Vell, Rogue. You know Ivould love you to stay vith me...but zen, I vould be in trouble."
Rogue cursed under her breath.
"Gawd dammit! Now Ah hafta talk ta Baldy!"
Kurt chuckled, and then shuffled again.
"Vell, maybe you can stay for a vhile. But ze Professor vill know sooner or later. Better later. Come on in!"
Elf scowled. She didn't know what Rogue and Kurt were up to, but she didn't like it.
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"Grraarrgghh!"
Elf spun around in a complete circle, her leg slamming in the side of the punching bag. Some dust rose, and the bag wavered on its supports a little. Elf breathed heavily, wiping the sweat from her face and taking a drink from her water bottle.
"Don't you think you should calm down a bit?"
Elf turned to Wolverine as he walked into the room.
"I haven't seen you around for a while." Elf answered, putting down her water bottle.
"I've been here."
Elf gave the bag a few punches, and then a kick.
"I heard about how you did...in the Danger Room."
Elf stopped again and turned to him.
"What do you care, Wolvie? Do you think I'm too little for the fighting now?" Elf snapped, and did a spin kick to the bag.
Wolverine grabbed her foot, and she ended up on her back on the mat.
"Wolvie, let me go!" Elf growled.
Wolverine let go, and took a step back so she could flip up onto her feet. Elf faced him with a scowl on her face.
"Wolvie, what do you want?"
Wolverine shrugged, and crossed his arms over his chest.
"I helped get you out of that place, Elf. You should at least be thankful."
Elf picked up her water bottle and took a drink from it before facing Wolverine again.
"Wolvie, I am thankful. But Kurt is NOT as dangerous as you thought. He's gentle as a kitten, and I met my match in fighting."
Wolverine looked into her face to see if she was telling the truth. Elf stared right back at him.
"I believe you, Elf. But still, be careful. I've been finding a scent around here...and it's familiar. I don't know why, but it is."
Elf nodded, and went back to her punching bag until Wolverine left the room. When the door shut behind him, Elf stared down at the floor and sighed.
"Thank you, Wolvie."
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The smoke filtered out of the machine as the young woman powered it with her powers. She looked too weak to move anymore when her catcher came and took her away.
"Bring on the next flamer!"
A young man was dragged in, and his hands strapped to the machine. The flames swirled out of his hands and smoke filtered out ofthe machine once again.
In the boss' office, the woman from the park sat in front of his desk, waiting for his orders to her.
"So..." The boss began, drumming his fingers on the arm of his chair. "You found the mutant?"
The woman nodded, honey blond hair bobbing around her shoulders.
"Yes, I have, sir. She was with another one, I think. They teleported out of the area, but I couldn't find their coordinates afterwards, sir."
The boss stopped drumming, and laced his hands together with his fingers.
"You have proven worthy of your title, Miss Genter."
Miss Genter gulped, and thought of her responses.
"Thank you, sir. I plan to go out again and continue the search for the mutant, AND her accomplices. We will find her, sir."
"Of course you will, Miss Genter. Because, you know what happens if you don't..."
Miss Genter began trembling, but she sat up straight and nodded.
"Yes I do, sir. I shall be going now."
The boss listened to her footsteps as she left, and then chuckled to himself.
"Silly girl..."
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So....should I kill or continue? Be kind...review!
ELFEN
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Elf sneezed, and caught it in her tissue. With a grimace, she threw the soiled tissue into the garbage and went back into the Danger Room.
"Elf! Come here!" Wolverine growled from the other side of the room.
Elf trudged over, sniffling, and cocked her head to the side.
"Elf, you're assigned to go into the Danger Room with..."
Wolverine flipepd through a clipboard full of papers. He traced down one of them with his finger, and then stabbed a line with his fingerpoint.
"Here it is. You're assigned with Rogue and Kurt."
Elf grumbled and went off to the locker room.
"Where's you uniform, Elf?" Jean asked, looking up from tying her shoe. "Oh wait! I remember! I left in in your locker, number fifteen."
Elf opened up the locker and took out a bundle of clothes. She shot a questionable look at Jean, but began changing.
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Kurt paced in the room leading to the Danger Room, wearing his uniform. his tail swished from side to side, almost impatiently, as he looked anxiously at the door, and then began pacing again.
The door opened, and Kurt looked up.
"Ah'm here, bro. Where's that' girl?"
BAMF!
"Sorry I took so long, guys. I forgot where the room was." Elf gushed, adjusting one of her gloves.
Kurt took in the sight of her before they went into the room. Her feet were bare, but she had on tight, black leggings with a white stripe up the side of each leg. Her shirt, also tight, was a black belly shirt, with a white stripe up the front and a collar that reached halfway up her neck. Her gloves were big and black, and she had her hair back in a thick emerald braid. Her tail whipped out behind her, arching, and then curving gracefully in another direction.
Kurt gulped. He could never fight her, but it was too late to say that.
"Okay, the Danger Room is ready!"
Elf winced at the voice over the speaker, but entered the room along with Rogue and Kurt.
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Elf stared around the room. It was bare, with sheet metal walls the color of granite, and a matching floor and ceiling.
"Okay, are you ready? I'm going to start the simulation."
Elf recognized Scott's voice, calm and every word deliberate.
There was a whirring noise, and buildings materialized around them, along with a street and cars.
Elf gasped and looked around warily. This place reminded her of the training room in the institute.
"Go!"
Rogue smirked at Elf, and put her hand gingerly to her arm. Elf felt energy being drained from her, so she curled her tail up.
The tip of Elf's tail hit Rogue's cheek with a crack. Blood trickled down Rogue's chin, and she stumbled backwards in shock.
Elf took advantage of the surprise, and did a few flips backwards t get away from Rogue. She heard the familiar BAMF noise, and ducked just as Kurt made a swing at her with his fist. Elf went on her back, and launched herself up with her hands. With her foot outstretched, she hit Kurt in the jaw and sent him reeling backwards, but not before Rogue came after her again.
Elf used her gloves to grab Rogue's hands, and then jumped gracefully over one arm, still holding on. With a quick wrench, she had Rogue screaming for mercy and Kurt watching in horror as she did a few quick moves with her fingertips on Rogue's neck and then near her heart.
Rogue crumpled to the ground, and Kurt launched at Elf, not knowing what she did. Elf put up her arm just in time to save herself from Kurt's fist. Kurt lashed out again, with his foot. Elf did the same, and blocked him again. The pattern went on for a while before Kurt noticed that Elf was getting bored.
Kurt kicked, and BAMFed behind Elf, hooking his foot behind her leg and pulling her backwards. Elf BAMFed just before she hit the ground, and left Kurt looking around in confusion. She wasn't anywhere in sight.
A wooshing sound from above told Kurt to move, and Elf landed where he had been standing, her tail whipping around and her hair wild. Elf did a flip towards Kurt, and their forearms met in the air, both offensive and defensive.
"That's enough!"
Elf blinked, and then looked around to see Rogue on the floor. She bent down next to her, and did a similar motion to before. Rogue was swearing and flailing around in a moment, trying to hit Elf.
"Rogue, we're done. The exercise is over." Elf sniggered, standing up straight.
Rogue scowled at her, and stood up. With a shake of her vest, she sauntered off.
Elf followed, and then Kurt. Kurt rubbed his forearm, wincing as he did. It hurt just to touch the tender spot there.
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"Elf, that was fantastic! Where did you learn to do that?" Jean asked as Elf entered the locker room again.
Elf bowed her head, blushing a strange combination of red with her green fur.
"I would prefer not to talk about it, Jean."
Jean shrugged, and began gushing again as Elf changed out of her clothes.
"And when you did that little jump-thing to Rogue, that was great! You have to show me that sometime, okay?"
Elf nodded, putting on a black and deep red tank top Jean had given her.
"And Kurt looked so mad! He thought you actually killed her!"
Elf pulled on a pair of baggy jeans and shut her locker, unsure of what to do with her feet. She shut her locker andlet her hair loose, catching a brush that Jean tossed to her.
"Well, it's just a simple little thing. Twice on the neck in two different places, and then once near the heart. The person's air supply to their brain is lessened and they crumple, no matter how good-"
"Or bad."
"-they are." Elf finished with a smirk.
Jean put something into her locker and shut it with a yawn.
"I have been up all night!" She said in another yawn. "I am beyond exhausted!"
Elf giggled as Jean stretched out on one of the benches and began sleeping. She would never understand how or why the people at the school did what they did, but she had somewhat of an idea.
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"So, you really did get beat, eh Roguie?"
Rogue made a fist with one hand, and tried to cover the bandage on her cheek with the other.
"Lance, go away." She said shortly.
Lance didn't budge. He just sat, his dark hair falling into his dark eyes, and smirking.
"Well, ROGUIE, it seems as though I am not afraid of you." Lance said, just a little bit too cocky.
"LANCE! ROGUE! GET IN HERE NOW!"
Rogue and Lance both winced at the sharp voice, but went into the other room where Mystique stood waiting.
"Rogue! you let youself get beaten by an X-Men?"
Rogue shrugged, and brushed her hair away from her face so her bandage was visible.
"So, what if Ah did, Mystique?"
Mystique was fuming.
"That is IT! You are hereby, discharged, from the Brotherhood House. You can stay with your..."
Mystique stopped talking, and the tension fell from her like a ton of bricks.
"Yes...of course...you can stay with your brother...he'll put up with you..."
Mystique blinked, and glanced sharply at Lance.
"You left the food cooking for too long."
Black smoke was near the ceiling. Lance cursed and ran into the kitchen. Mystique turned her watchful eye back to Rogue.
"I want you to stay with your brother until further notice, is that clear?"
Rogue nodded, and Mystique turned on her heel.
"Pack your thingss, Rogue. You leave tomorrow."
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Elf heard shuffling and cursing, and then a thump.
"OoOuch! Gawd dammit!"
Elf listened intently, completely silent, as there was a knocking.
"Vas? Rogue! Vhat are you doing here?"
Rogue was going to Kurt.
"Kurt, Ah hafta stay with ye fer a while. Or maybe, Baldy can fix me up."
Kurt shuffled around, probably uncomfortable.
"Vell, Rogue. You know Ivould love you to stay vith me...but zen, I vould be in trouble."
Rogue cursed under her breath.
"Gawd dammit! Now Ah hafta talk ta Baldy!"
Kurt chuckled, and then shuffled again.
"Vell, maybe you can stay for a vhile. But ze Professor vill know sooner or later. Better later. Come on in!"
Elf scowled. She didn't know what Rogue and Kurt were up to, but she didn't like it.
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"Grraarrgghh!"
Elf spun around in a complete circle, her leg slamming in the side of the punching bag. Some dust rose, and the bag wavered on its supports a little. Elf breathed heavily, wiping the sweat from her face and taking a drink from her water bottle.
"Don't you think you should calm down a bit?"
Elf turned to Wolverine as he walked into the room.
"I haven't seen you around for a while." Elf answered, putting down her water bottle.
"I've been here."
Elf gave the bag a few punches, and then a kick.
"I heard about how you did...in the Danger Room."
Elf stopped again and turned to him.
"What do you care, Wolvie? Do you think I'm too little for the fighting now?" Elf snapped, and did a spin kick to the bag.
Wolverine grabbed her foot, and she ended up on her back on the mat.
"Wolvie, let me go!" Elf growled.
Wolverine let go, and took a step back so she could flip up onto her feet. Elf faced him with a scowl on her face.
"Wolvie, what do you want?"
Wolverine shrugged, and crossed his arms over his chest.
"I helped get you out of that place, Elf. You should at least be thankful."
Elf picked up her water bottle and took a drink from it before facing Wolverine again.
"Wolvie, I am thankful. But Kurt is NOT as dangerous as you thought. He's gentle as a kitten, and I met my match in fighting."
Wolverine looked into her face to see if she was telling the truth. Elf stared right back at him.
"I believe you, Elf. But still, be careful. I've been finding a scent around here...and it's familiar. I don't know why, but it is."
Elf nodded, and went back to her punching bag until Wolverine left the room. When the door shut behind him, Elf stared down at the floor and sighed.
"Thank you, Wolvie."
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The smoke filtered out of the machine as the young woman powered it with her powers. She looked too weak to move anymore when her catcher came and took her away.
"Bring on the next flamer!"
A young man was dragged in, and his hands strapped to the machine. The flames swirled out of his hands and smoke filtered out ofthe machine once again.
In the boss' office, the woman from the park sat in front of his desk, waiting for his orders to her.
"So..." The boss began, drumming his fingers on the arm of his chair. "You found the mutant?"
The woman nodded, honey blond hair bobbing around her shoulders.
"Yes, I have, sir. She was with another one, I think. They teleported out of the area, but I couldn't find their coordinates afterwards, sir."
The boss stopped drumming, and laced his hands together with his fingers.
"You have proven worthy of your title, Miss Genter."
Miss Genter gulped, and thought of her responses.
"Thank you, sir. I plan to go out again and continue the search for the mutant, AND her accomplices. We will find her, sir."
"Of course you will, Miss Genter. Because, you know what happens if you don't..."
Miss Genter began trembling, but she sat up straight and nodded.
"Yes I do, sir. I shall be going now."
The boss listened to her footsteps as she left, and then chuckled to himself.
"Silly girl..."
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So....should I kill or continue? Be kind...review!