Disclaimer: Do I own X-men? Well, I didn't yesterday…..and sorry to
disappoint you, but I still don't.
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Victor watched as Ororo flew away. He knew that he should have stopped her, or at least tried to. But, he was aware that it was best that she'd gone, before he did something he would regret. And though Victor did nothing to stop Ororo, he felt something. It wasn't really sad or disappointment, both of those feelings Victor knew well. This was a feeling he did not know. He shook his head, and walked back into the complex, not knowing that for the next ten years, a part of him would always carry that emotion.
**The Next Morning**
"Hey? Missy? You alright?".
There was a pounding in Ororo's head, and whoever was yelling at her was not helping.
""Hey!" something poked Ororo in the side, causing her to open her eyes. Looming over her was an elderly woman, dressed in tattered clothes. "Are you alright?"
Ororo got up, rubbing her head. "Yes, I am alright." The sun was shining something horrible, causing the pain in Ororo's head to throb. "I just fell asleep last night."
"Well you better move on, this here is my spot, and I ain't one to be messed with!", with that, the woman placed the old, torn Safeway bags she was carrying down.
"Alright, I will go", Ororo stood up and tried to remember what had happened in the night. She walked towards the stores. She had gotten about 20 ft when some one grabbed her shoulder, spinning her around, standing before Ororo were two kids about a year older than her.
"Well, lookee here What do you think we have here Max?"
"Looks like we have a runaway, Mike."
"That's what I thought…she's kinda chunky though."
#I do not have time for this.# Ororo began to walk away from them. Only to be stopped.
"Hey where you going? We saw you sleeping there, we were going to go wake ya, but then that old hag showed up, chasing us out of her spot.", the one called Mike stood in front of herm flashing a cocky grin.
"I am on my way home. I just needed a nap.", Ororo tried to pass again.
This time Max stopped her. "Hey, why don't you hang out with us? We could find something fun to do…..once we get you out of all those clothes you are wearing."
'Yeah. Why are you wearing so much? We don't even have a clue as to what you look like under there?….Hey Max?"
"Yeah?"
"How many layers you think she has on?"
"Don't know Mike"
"Hmmm……Guess we'll have to find out." Mike reached for Ororo. A bad move on his part.
Ororo grabbed his arm with her left hand and brought her fist up to his face, hitting him square in the jaw. She dropped his arm and tried to run. Max grabbed her right arm and swung her so that her back was pressed to his chest, catching her left arm.
"What are you gonna do now bitch?" Max whispered into her ear.
Ororo looked around, it was as if though all for the people who had just been there were now gone. Mike got to his feet holding his jaw. With some aid from the wind, Ororo kicked up, swinging herself, behind Max. catching Mike's face with her foot. When she landed she kicked the back of Max's knee. Sending him to the ground.
Ororo took off running.
**
Jean and Scott were playing pool in the rec room, absentmindedly listening to the TV when an intriguing story was on.
"Police are looking for a Teenage girl, about 16-20 yrs old. The young girl apparently attacked two local boys."
The screen cut away to a boy. "Yeah, we went up to her, asking her if she was okay and when she didn't say anything, Mike tried to…you know…put his hand on her shoulder when she snapped! She began to attack us and Now mike's got a screwed up Jaw. All we were trying to do was help."
Jean rolled her eyes, "Yeah, I bet they were helping alright. Change the channel." Jean turned back to the table and took a shot at one of her striped balls. Steering the white ball to hit it perfectly. "yes! Scott?" she looked back
"Look!", There on the screen was a police sketch of what the girl looked like. A Girl with blue eyes and white hair. "Jean? Get the Professor"
"If you have any information on this girl please call the number on your screen, Police are afraid she may be harmful to herself and others."
**1 hour later**
Ororo sat crouched inside of a dumpster, hoping no one would find her. She heard voices coming and knew she had to get out of it. #If they get me here I'm as good as dead.#
Don't say that Ororo.
Ororo turned around, finding no source of the voice.
we wouldn't want you dead.
"Who are you? Where are you?"
Suddenly the lid of her dumpster lifted, Staring down at her was the girl from the mall. "I'm Jean. And I'm right here. Come on, we got to get you out of here." She reached her hand in. Ororo stared at it. "Come on!" Ororo grabbed it.
**Back at the Mansion**
"……that is what my goal is. Unlike Magneto, I have a respect for mankind. I want Mutants and Humans to live together…in peace…." Xavier smiled at Ororo.
Ororo stared at her hands. "You want me to join….your school?"
"Yes. I believe you will be a valuable asset."
"No…I can't even-"
"Read? I know Ororo. I will teach you. Among other things. I will help you learn to control your powers."
Ororo looked up at Xavier. "But I have no money to-"
"That is alright Ororo. Neither do most of the students here……What do you say.?"
"I would like to think about it." #I'll leave during the night.# Ororo told herself. #I don't need this place.#
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Victor watched as Ororo flew away. He knew that he should have stopped her, or at least tried to. But, he was aware that it was best that she'd gone, before he did something he would regret. And though Victor did nothing to stop Ororo, he felt something. It wasn't really sad or disappointment, both of those feelings Victor knew well. This was a feeling he did not know. He shook his head, and walked back into the complex, not knowing that for the next ten years, a part of him would always carry that emotion.
**The Next Morning**
"Hey? Missy? You alright?".
There was a pounding in Ororo's head, and whoever was yelling at her was not helping.
""Hey!" something poked Ororo in the side, causing her to open her eyes. Looming over her was an elderly woman, dressed in tattered clothes. "Are you alright?"
Ororo got up, rubbing her head. "Yes, I am alright." The sun was shining something horrible, causing the pain in Ororo's head to throb. "I just fell asleep last night."
"Well you better move on, this here is my spot, and I ain't one to be messed with!", with that, the woman placed the old, torn Safeway bags she was carrying down.
"Alright, I will go", Ororo stood up and tried to remember what had happened in the night. She walked towards the stores. She had gotten about 20 ft when some one grabbed her shoulder, spinning her around, standing before Ororo were two kids about a year older than her.
"Well, lookee here What do you think we have here Max?"
"Looks like we have a runaway, Mike."
"That's what I thought…she's kinda chunky though."
#I do not have time for this.# Ororo began to walk away from them. Only to be stopped.
"Hey where you going? We saw you sleeping there, we were going to go wake ya, but then that old hag showed up, chasing us out of her spot.", the one called Mike stood in front of herm flashing a cocky grin.
"I am on my way home. I just needed a nap.", Ororo tried to pass again.
This time Max stopped her. "Hey, why don't you hang out with us? We could find something fun to do…..once we get you out of all those clothes you are wearing."
'Yeah. Why are you wearing so much? We don't even have a clue as to what you look like under there?….Hey Max?"
"Yeah?"
"How many layers you think she has on?"
"Don't know Mike"
"Hmmm……Guess we'll have to find out." Mike reached for Ororo. A bad move on his part.
Ororo grabbed his arm with her left hand and brought her fist up to his face, hitting him square in the jaw. She dropped his arm and tried to run. Max grabbed her right arm and swung her so that her back was pressed to his chest, catching her left arm.
"What are you gonna do now bitch?" Max whispered into her ear.
Ororo looked around, it was as if though all for the people who had just been there were now gone. Mike got to his feet holding his jaw. With some aid from the wind, Ororo kicked up, swinging herself, behind Max. catching Mike's face with her foot. When she landed she kicked the back of Max's knee. Sending him to the ground.
Ororo took off running.
**
Jean and Scott were playing pool in the rec room, absentmindedly listening to the TV when an intriguing story was on.
"Police are looking for a Teenage girl, about 16-20 yrs old. The young girl apparently attacked two local boys."
The screen cut away to a boy. "Yeah, we went up to her, asking her if she was okay and when she didn't say anything, Mike tried to…you know…put his hand on her shoulder when she snapped! She began to attack us and Now mike's got a screwed up Jaw. All we were trying to do was help."
Jean rolled her eyes, "Yeah, I bet they were helping alright. Change the channel." Jean turned back to the table and took a shot at one of her striped balls. Steering the white ball to hit it perfectly. "yes! Scott?" she looked back
"Look!", There on the screen was a police sketch of what the girl looked like. A Girl with blue eyes and white hair. "Jean? Get the Professor"
"If you have any information on this girl please call the number on your screen, Police are afraid she may be harmful to herself and others."
**1 hour later**
Ororo sat crouched inside of a dumpster, hoping no one would find her. She heard voices coming and knew she had to get out of it. #If they get me here I'm as good as dead.#
Don't say that Ororo.
Ororo turned around, finding no source of the voice.
we wouldn't want you dead.
"Who are you? Where are you?"
Suddenly the lid of her dumpster lifted, Staring down at her was the girl from the mall. "I'm Jean. And I'm right here. Come on, we got to get you out of here." She reached her hand in. Ororo stared at it. "Come on!" Ororo grabbed it.
**Back at the Mansion**
"……that is what my goal is. Unlike Magneto, I have a respect for mankind. I want Mutants and Humans to live together…in peace…." Xavier smiled at Ororo.
Ororo stared at her hands. "You want me to join….your school?"
"Yes. I believe you will be a valuable asset."
"No…I can't even-"
"Read? I know Ororo. I will teach you. Among other things. I will help you learn to control your powers."
Ororo looked up at Xavier. "But I have no money to-"
"That is alright Ororo. Neither do most of the students here……What do you say.?"
"I would like to think about it." #I'll leave during the night.# Ororo told herself. #I don't need this place.#