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does. I only own Iris and the villain that's coming up. And if this story
seems to have copied any of your fanfic ideas, then I apologize profusely,
but don't sue! I swear that all of my ideas are from my own little head.
Now on with the fanfic!
"talking" = talking in a normal voice //thinking// = character thinking ~telepathy~ = talking telepathically
I dedicate this story to a friend called Em. Thanks for your support!
Chapter 1: New Things
BOOM
Iris immediately sat up in bed, senses tuned in to her surroundings.
BOOM
Looking out the window, Iris saw lightning crackling in it's view. She mentally chuckled nervously to herself, that at age 15, she was still scared of thunder. Yet she knew that it wasn't actually the thunder that had startled her.
It was her dream.
She had dreamt that she was a dark room, with the smell of blood largely pervading her nose. As her eyes grew used to the dark, Iris could make out a dim lightbulb ahead. She felt herself moving forward slowly, in shuffling steps against her will. She panicked, her heart beating quicker and quicker as she grew more confused. She was sort of calmed down by the fact that she knew that this was just dream, yet it seemed too real to be one!
As she neared the lightbulb, she could make out a table with gleaming sharp instruments on it. She recognized them to be medical instruments, ones used in hospitals for surgery.
The smell of blood became stronger, giving her the urge the sneeze or vomit. Yet she still moved forward, as if pushed onwards by an unseen force. When she reached the table, she then saw the reason for the bloody odor.
Naked human corpses were piled onto the table. They were haphazardly placed as if they had been thrown on quickly. Some of their eyes were still open, staring sightlessly at Iris. Yet what was most sickening were the wounds the corpses had. Deep slash-like marks were penetrated in the skin, allowing blood or guts to flow out and drip.
That was when Iris woke up.
* * * * *
Iris, had stayed up all night thinking about her dream, or more like shutting it out of her mind. She managed to go to sleep after dawn, only to be awaken 40 minutes later by a pounding at the door.
"Get UP ya lil' wench!" a deep man's voice slurred outside. Iris moaned. She wished for the twentieth time that she hadn't been forced to live with foster parents. Yet what could she do? It was the government that had forced her, unwittingly onto loathsome, cruel-hearted people. This was the ninth time that she had been adopted. Her previous foster parents had all dumped her back at the orphanage after two months or so, complaining of her 'weirdness'. She smiled at herself at the thought of her mu....
"HEY! DINCHA JUS' HEAR ME!" the same, deep male voice hollered, interrupting Iris's thoughts.
"I'm coming! No need to get all worked up now!" Iris hollered back. At lightning speed (this is an expression, it doesn't mean that Iris can move at lightning speed like Quicksilver) she jumped out of bed and got dressed. She tore out of her door, ducking her foster father's hand as it came out to slap her.
"Ah expec' breakfast in ten minutes!" he growled in his southern accent before stumbling back to his bedroom and slamming the door.
"Yeah, yeah," muttered Iris under her breath as she tucked her white v-neck T-shirt into her blue jeans. She hopped downstairs into the kitchen, then took a peek into the fridge. A half-empty carton of milk, some rotten eggs, a limp head of cabbage and a few unripe apples were all that occupied the fridge. Iris sighed, exasperated at the fact that her foster parents expected her to cook with hardly any food to cook with. Her unnatural violet eyes then changed to a bright mischievous fuchsia. Raising her hands at waist-level, mist spread from her fingers onto the kitchen counter. A small fog swirled on the counter then evaporated. Filling the empty space was now a complete breakfast meal; pancakes, eggs, sausages, cereal, you name it. Iris sniffed the air, satisfied that a delicious aroma drifted in the air.
//I sure do hope this illusion lasts long.// she thought with humor.
Instead of waiting for her foster parents to drive her to her new high school, she decided to walk and find it herself. Rushing upstairs she grabbed her backpack, coat and a map, then treaded softly to the front door and out into the city of Bayville.
* * * * * "Incoming!" shouted out Evan a.k.a. Spyke as he sailed over the stairs on his skateboard. He landed on Kitty a.k.a. Shadowcat, who managed just in time to phase through him. Caught by surprise, Evan lost his balance and landed clumsily on his face in front of his aunt Ororo's feet. Looking up from her tapping foot, Evan smiled sheepishly at her.
"Child, what have I said about skating indoors?" said Ororo a.k.a. Storm, looking disgruntled yet slightly amused at Evan's antics.
"I know, I know," muttered Evan picking himself, "skating indoors is not allowed."
"And do please remember it," Ororo sternly said before striding off.
"Hee hee," giggled Kitty, "That was like, totally unexpected. Evan, the champion skater just stumbled in his flying stunt."
"Hey, don't rub it in," Evan said darkly, giving a good glare at Kitty before stalking off. Kitty walked into the dining room still grinning on the incident. Kurt, Jean, Scott, Logan, Rogue and Ororo were already there eating.
"You've got two minutes to eat Kitty," said Scott a.k.a. Cyclops with his mouth full.
"God, like what's the rush," Kitty asked helping herself to some toast.
Rogue sniggered, "School startin' in ten minutes sugah."
Kitty's head snapped up, "Eeek! I've got to totally rush!" she screeched before eating at top speed.
Logan a.k.a. Wolverine shook his head, //Teenagers// he thought.
~Is everyone in the dining room?~ Xavier's voice telepathically emitted into everyone's head.
The X-men reacted to this different ways. Kitty, who was sitting next to Kurt, screamed and leapt into arms, grabbing hold of his neck. Jean fell backwards in her chair, seizing her head. Scott jumped up in surprise making his shades fall off and laser beams shoot out burning the tablecloth. Logan stood up quickly too, unsheathing his claws yet because his hands were underneath the table, his claws pierced through the wood. Only Ororo sat through this serenely, calmly sipping her tea.
~I apologize for startling you all.~ Xavier thought sincerely.
"No problem Charles," Logan growled, resheathing his claws. Everyone returned to their normal spots, with Kitty's and Kurt's face blushing madly.
~I have detected a new mutant in our area.~
"A new mutant?" Kurt a.k.a. Nightcrawler said eagerly.
"And jus' when Ah thought our merry lil' band was complete," Rogue groaned.
~I would like for all of you to keep a lookout for him or her.~ Xavier continued ignoring Rogue's comment. ~Especially you children since they always seem to show up at your school.~
"Will do Professor," replied Jean. She looked at her watch then yelped, "Hey we better start going or we're gonna be late!" Everyone rushed out of the dining room, leaving behind the two adults.
"It's only eight in the morning yet we've already have a burned tablecloth and a table broken," Ororo said loudly to nobody in particular. "When does it ever end?"
"That's life in the Xavier Institute," replied Logan gruffly.
* * * * * * Iris went straight to the office when she reached Bayville high school. There, she received her timetable, her go card and a stupid conversation from the secretary about how great the school was, how she was going to enjoy it here and blah, blah, blah. Oh and an interrogation from the principal, Ms. Darkholme.
"And what do we have here," Ms. Darkholme a.k.a. Mystique said menacingly as she stalked up to Iris who had entered her office.
"A girl called Iris Yee," replied Iris stonily as she stared with a face devoid of emotion. Sometimes to anger people, Iris just stared at them blankly, making them uneasy at having to look into her unnatural violet eyes.
"That was a rhetorical question brat," snapped back Ms. Darkholme.
Iris inwardly sighed. //Great. I have to have a wicked principal who enjoys giving the evil eye. A perfect start on the first day at a brand-new school.//
On and on the interrogation went, with Ms. Darkholme trying to dig deep into Iris's background. Iris just gave small curt answers, working Ms. Darkholme into a frustrating tizzy. She finally barked out a dismissal at Iris.
"I do hope you have a wonderful time at Bayville high." sneered Ms. Darkholme before slamming her office door at Iris's back.
Iris groaned then went on a nearly fruitless search for her first class. By the time she had reached it, the class was nearly over. Knocking on the door, Iris peeked in and the teacher almost literally pounced on her.
"And why are YOU late may I ask?" the teacher ask with a curled lip.
Iris calmed herself down, keeping a blank face before answering coldly. "I'm a new student to this school and I've just been to the office to get my school things organized."
"Oh." said the teacher disappointedly as his favorite hobby was catching people breaking the school rules, then punishing them. Just then the bell rung.
The school hallways suddenly teemed with life as students rushed to their next class. Iris's first class teacher turned back to the classroom saying above the chaos, "Don't forget to do pages 50-55 and read 60-70 now..." he paused "Or else," he continued with a maniacal glint in his eye. Everyone groaned. "Hey." a voice thick with a German accent suddenly whispered into Iris's ear. She jumped, startled, then turned around to see Evan grinning at her. "You're new, huh." he stated.
"Yes," Iris replied cautiously, debating whether this boy was being nice or looking for a girl to hit on.
Evan looked at Iris, his eyes checking to see whether she had a faint sign of mutation. The only thing special about her was the fact she was really pretty, with her long silky black hair tied into a braid, smooth milky skin and pure violet eyes...he blinked. Violet eyes? No, the eyes were actually brown, yet he could have sworn they were violet a second ago.
"De name is Kurt," he said coming back to himself with a start. "How about I help you vith finding your classes."
"I don't need any help," said Iris lightly breezing by Kurt and walking away.
Kurt scratched his head. "Dalk about a cold shoulder." he muttered.
* * * * * "Yo, have you seen the new kid?" asked Todd a.k.a. Toad when he met his friends at the lockers during lunch.
"Whatnewkidareyoutalkingabout?" asked Pietro a.k.a. Quicksilver immediately swiveling his head around at the word 'new kid.'
"A chick whose said to be as cold as ice." replied Lance a.k.a. Avalanche walking up them.
Pietro opened his mouth to speak at top speed again then paused, when Lance glared at him. Pietro coughed then spoke slowly, stressing each syllable. "Whoooo saaaaiiiiid sooooo?"
"Some sissy cheerleaders, who were gossiping outside the office," Lance sneered.
"So, think the new kid's mutant?" Todd asked flicking out his tongue to catch a fly.
"Won't know till we ask her." replied Pietro exuberantly, "so let's go!" He leapt up and was about to run off when he find out he couldn't move. He twisted his neck and complained, "Fred!"
Fred a.k.a. Blob, who was holding onto the collar of Pietro's shirt, blinked then said heavily, "We can't go now because it's lunch and I need to eat lunch." Pietro whined, "But Fred, this is important! Lunch can wait ya now."
Lance quickly shoved a few coins into a vending machine then grabbed the sandwiches that fell out. "Here's a deal Fred, you eat these sandwiches for lunch and come quietly with us to check out this girl." Fred didn't answer, but just grabbed the food and commenced to chew it.
* * * * *
"Have you heard of the new kid?" Kitty asked Rogue as they walked to lunchroom.
"No an' Ah don' care," drawled the streaked-hair girl, rolling her eyes at Kitty's horrible habit of gossiping.
Kitty continued chatting, oblivious to Rogue's boredom. "They say that she's like really cute and she always hostile to anyone who talks to her. And she's like really quiet in class, never saying a word to anyone except when the teacher asks her a question. She's really super-smart too, she answered a bunch of hard questions asked by the teacher in my math class and got them all right. Like, she must be totally a genius."
The other girl snorted. All the information that Kitty had just provided was information that a cheerleader or any other type of 'valley girl' would search for. "Uhh...Kitty, ever bother findin' out if she's got mutant powers or somethin'?" Rogue drawled.
Kitty stopped talking and blinked. "Oh gosh! I like totally forgot about that!" Rogue snorted again.
Typical.
* * * * * All the X-men sat together in the same spot as they did every day. It wasn't long before Kurt and Evan started horsing around each other and playing with their disgusting cafeteria food. Then Jean and Kitty would start talking about 'girly things' and Scott would listen them, mooning over Jean. And Rogue would just sit listening to everything around her. As Rogue just sat creating a hole in her mashed potatoes, a shadow fell across her lunch tray. Looking, she saw the "new kid" walking past the X-men's table. Rogue looked at her and saw nothing special about her. About to turn back to her food she saw a bright flash of silver out of the corner of her eye. Spinning around, she caught the silver flare diminish from the new kid's eyes. Rogue stared hard at the kid, noting that her eyes were now an unnatural violet. No wait, they were an inky blue aren't they? Rogue rubbed her eyes and looked back at the kid who was now walking halfway across the cafeteria. Rogue turned to Scott and poked him.
"Ah think that we've found our mutan'," she said simply.
* * * * * Iris was a bit dumbfounded. She could hardly believe that the German kid she had met was really a blue elf with a tail. A mutant.
//Must have a cloaking device to hide all that fur.// she mused.
She made her way to a grove of trees on the school grounds. She picked one and sat with her back against it. She pulled out an apple, a slightly squashed chicken pie and a juice carton, all of which she had snitched from the school kitchen. She grinned to herself, in her mind. Iris usually kept her face blank, teaching her how to be more calm in all kinds of situations and making her emotions harder to read to others. Besides, it made people around her more nervous .
Iris picked up the apple eyeing it. She watched as sunlight struck its waxy, dull red skin. She breathed on it, rubbed it against her shirt and raised it to her mouth.
SWISH!
A whirlwind flew by Iris and her hand holding the fruit was now empty. Rising on her feet, Iris growled mentally when she saw a grinning Pietro holding her apple.
//Another mutant. How many more shall I meet today?// she thought bitterly.
"Hey! Give back that to me!" Iris demanded, her eyes flashing a fierce orange.
"Orwhatsweetheartyou'regonnakillme?" responded Pietro smirking.
"Maybe I'll do something worse," she retorted coldly, cracking her knuckles.
"I don't think you should try that honey, you might break your sweet little china face," a voice rose behind Iris. She turned around to find the rest of Pietro's friends standing there. Eyes changing to a whitish-blue of surprise, she still kept her face straight while emotions raged within her.
//Great. More mutants.//
Duh duh duh duuuuh...Oh no! What is brotherhood of mutants going to do to Iris. Is a fight going to break out? Anyway, do you guys like it? Please, please, PLEASE send reviews to me. I refuse to write any more chapters unless I have at least 3 reviews. Until then, Ja!
"talking" = talking in a normal voice //thinking// = character thinking ~telepathy~ = talking telepathically
I dedicate this story to a friend called Em. Thanks for your support!
Chapter 1: New Things
BOOM
Iris immediately sat up in bed, senses tuned in to her surroundings.
BOOM
Looking out the window, Iris saw lightning crackling in it's view. She mentally chuckled nervously to herself, that at age 15, she was still scared of thunder. Yet she knew that it wasn't actually the thunder that had startled her.
It was her dream.
She had dreamt that she was a dark room, with the smell of blood largely pervading her nose. As her eyes grew used to the dark, Iris could make out a dim lightbulb ahead. She felt herself moving forward slowly, in shuffling steps against her will. She panicked, her heart beating quicker and quicker as she grew more confused. She was sort of calmed down by the fact that she knew that this was just dream, yet it seemed too real to be one!
As she neared the lightbulb, she could make out a table with gleaming sharp instruments on it. She recognized them to be medical instruments, ones used in hospitals for surgery.
The smell of blood became stronger, giving her the urge the sneeze or vomit. Yet she still moved forward, as if pushed onwards by an unseen force. When she reached the table, she then saw the reason for the bloody odor.
Naked human corpses were piled onto the table. They were haphazardly placed as if they had been thrown on quickly. Some of their eyes were still open, staring sightlessly at Iris. Yet what was most sickening were the wounds the corpses had. Deep slash-like marks were penetrated in the skin, allowing blood or guts to flow out and drip.
That was when Iris woke up.
* * * * *
Iris, had stayed up all night thinking about her dream, or more like shutting it out of her mind. She managed to go to sleep after dawn, only to be awaken 40 minutes later by a pounding at the door.
"Get UP ya lil' wench!" a deep man's voice slurred outside. Iris moaned. She wished for the twentieth time that she hadn't been forced to live with foster parents. Yet what could she do? It was the government that had forced her, unwittingly onto loathsome, cruel-hearted people. This was the ninth time that she had been adopted. Her previous foster parents had all dumped her back at the orphanage after two months or so, complaining of her 'weirdness'. She smiled at herself at the thought of her mu....
"HEY! DINCHA JUS' HEAR ME!" the same, deep male voice hollered, interrupting Iris's thoughts.
"I'm coming! No need to get all worked up now!" Iris hollered back. At lightning speed (this is an expression, it doesn't mean that Iris can move at lightning speed like Quicksilver) she jumped out of bed and got dressed. She tore out of her door, ducking her foster father's hand as it came out to slap her.
"Ah expec' breakfast in ten minutes!" he growled in his southern accent before stumbling back to his bedroom and slamming the door.
"Yeah, yeah," muttered Iris under her breath as she tucked her white v-neck T-shirt into her blue jeans. She hopped downstairs into the kitchen, then took a peek into the fridge. A half-empty carton of milk, some rotten eggs, a limp head of cabbage and a few unripe apples were all that occupied the fridge. Iris sighed, exasperated at the fact that her foster parents expected her to cook with hardly any food to cook with. Her unnatural violet eyes then changed to a bright mischievous fuchsia. Raising her hands at waist-level, mist spread from her fingers onto the kitchen counter. A small fog swirled on the counter then evaporated. Filling the empty space was now a complete breakfast meal; pancakes, eggs, sausages, cereal, you name it. Iris sniffed the air, satisfied that a delicious aroma drifted in the air.
//I sure do hope this illusion lasts long.// she thought with humor.
Instead of waiting for her foster parents to drive her to her new high school, she decided to walk and find it herself. Rushing upstairs she grabbed her backpack, coat and a map, then treaded softly to the front door and out into the city of Bayville.
* * * * * "Incoming!" shouted out Evan a.k.a. Spyke as he sailed over the stairs on his skateboard. He landed on Kitty a.k.a. Shadowcat, who managed just in time to phase through him. Caught by surprise, Evan lost his balance and landed clumsily on his face in front of his aunt Ororo's feet. Looking up from her tapping foot, Evan smiled sheepishly at her.
"Child, what have I said about skating indoors?" said Ororo a.k.a. Storm, looking disgruntled yet slightly amused at Evan's antics.
"I know, I know," muttered Evan picking himself, "skating indoors is not allowed."
"And do please remember it," Ororo sternly said before striding off.
"Hee hee," giggled Kitty, "That was like, totally unexpected. Evan, the champion skater just stumbled in his flying stunt."
"Hey, don't rub it in," Evan said darkly, giving a good glare at Kitty before stalking off. Kitty walked into the dining room still grinning on the incident. Kurt, Jean, Scott, Logan, Rogue and Ororo were already there eating.
"You've got two minutes to eat Kitty," said Scott a.k.a. Cyclops with his mouth full.
"God, like what's the rush," Kitty asked helping herself to some toast.
Rogue sniggered, "School startin' in ten minutes sugah."
Kitty's head snapped up, "Eeek! I've got to totally rush!" she screeched before eating at top speed.
Logan a.k.a. Wolverine shook his head, //Teenagers// he thought.
~Is everyone in the dining room?~ Xavier's voice telepathically emitted into everyone's head.
The X-men reacted to this different ways. Kitty, who was sitting next to Kurt, screamed and leapt into arms, grabbing hold of his neck. Jean fell backwards in her chair, seizing her head. Scott jumped up in surprise making his shades fall off and laser beams shoot out burning the tablecloth. Logan stood up quickly too, unsheathing his claws yet because his hands were underneath the table, his claws pierced through the wood. Only Ororo sat through this serenely, calmly sipping her tea.
~I apologize for startling you all.~ Xavier thought sincerely.
"No problem Charles," Logan growled, resheathing his claws. Everyone returned to their normal spots, with Kitty's and Kurt's face blushing madly.
~I have detected a new mutant in our area.~
"A new mutant?" Kurt a.k.a. Nightcrawler said eagerly.
"And jus' when Ah thought our merry lil' band was complete," Rogue groaned.
~I would like for all of you to keep a lookout for him or her.~ Xavier continued ignoring Rogue's comment. ~Especially you children since they always seem to show up at your school.~
"Will do Professor," replied Jean. She looked at her watch then yelped, "Hey we better start going or we're gonna be late!" Everyone rushed out of the dining room, leaving behind the two adults.
"It's only eight in the morning yet we've already have a burned tablecloth and a table broken," Ororo said loudly to nobody in particular. "When does it ever end?"
"That's life in the Xavier Institute," replied Logan gruffly.
* * * * * * Iris went straight to the office when she reached Bayville high school. There, she received her timetable, her go card and a stupid conversation from the secretary about how great the school was, how she was going to enjoy it here and blah, blah, blah. Oh and an interrogation from the principal, Ms. Darkholme.
"And what do we have here," Ms. Darkholme a.k.a. Mystique said menacingly as she stalked up to Iris who had entered her office.
"A girl called Iris Yee," replied Iris stonily as she stared with a face devoid of emotion. Sometimes to anger people, Iris just stared at them blankly, making them uneasy at having to look into her unnatural violet eyes.
"That was a rhetorical question brat," snapped back Ms. Darkholme.
Iris inwardly sighed. //Great. I have to have a wicked principal who enjoys giving the evil eye. A perfect start on the first day at a brand-new school.//
On and on the interrogation went, with Ms. Darkholme trying to dig deep into Iris's background. Iris just gave small curt answers, working Ms. Darkholme into a frustrating tizzy. She finally barked out a dismissal at Iris.
"I do hope you have a wonderful time at Bayville high." sneered Ms. Darkholme before slamming her office door at Iris's back.
Iris groaned then went on a nearly fruitless search for her first class. By the time she had reached it, the class was nearly over. Knocking on the door, Iris peeked in and the teacher almost literally pounced on her.
"And why are YOU late may I ask?" the teacher ask with a curled lip.
Iris calmed herself down, keeping a blank face before answering coldly. "I'm a new student to this school and I've just been to the office to get my school things organized."
"Oh." said the teacher disappointedly as his favorite hobby was catching people breaking the school rules, then punishing them. Just then the bell rung.
The school hallways suddenly teemed with life as students rushed to their next class. Iris's first class teacher turned back to the classroom saying above the chaos, "Don't forget to do pages 50-55 and read 60-70 now..." he paused "Or else," he continued with a maniacal glint in his eye. Everyone groaned. "Hey." a voice thick with a German accent suddenly whispered into Iris's ear. She jumped, startled, then turned around to see Evan grinning at her. "You're new, huh." he stated.
"Yes," Iris replied cautiously, debating whether this boy was being nice or looking for a girl to hit on.
Evan looked at Iris, his eyes checking to see whether she had a faint sign of mutation. The only thing special about her was the fact she was really pretty, with her long silky black hair tied into a braid, smooth milky skin and pure violet eyes...he blinked. Violet eyes? No, the eyes were actually brown, yet he could have sworn they were violet a second ago.
"De name is Kurt," he said coming back to himself with a start. "How about I help you vith finding your classes."
"I don't need any help," said Iris lightly breezing by Kurt and walking away.
Kurt scratched his head. "Dalk about a cold shoulder." he muttered.
* * * * * "Yo, have you seen the new kid?" asked Todd a.k.a. Toad when he met his friends at the lockers during lunch.
"Whatnewkidareyoutalkingabout?" asked Pietro a.k.a. Quicksilver immediately swiveling his head around at the word 'new kid.'
"A chick whose said to be as cold as ice." replied Lance a.k.a. Avalanche walking up them.
Pietro opened his mouth to speak at top speed again then paused, when Lance glared at him. Pietro coughed then spoke slowly, stressing each syllable. "Whoooo saaaaiiiiid sooooo?"
"Some sissy cheerleaders, who were gossiping outside the office," Lance sneered.
"So, think the new kid's mutant?" Todd asked flicking out his tongue to catch a fly.
"Won't know till we ask her." replied Pietro exuberantly, "so let's go!" He leapt up and was about to run off when he find out he couldn't move. He twisted his neck and complained, "Fred!"
Fred a.k.a. Blob, who was holding onto the collar of Pietro's shirt, blinked then said heavily, "We can't go now because it's lunch and I need to eat lunch." Pietro whined, "But Fred, this is important! Lunch can wait ya now."
Lance quickly shoved a few coins into a vending machine then grabbed the sandwiches that fell out. "Here's a deal Fred, you eat these sandwiches for lunch and come quietly with us to check out this girl." Fred didn't answer, but just grabbed the food and commenced to chew it.
* * * * *
"Have you heard of the new kid?" Kitty asked Rogue as they walked to lunchroom.
"No an' Ah don' care," drawled the streaked-hair girl, rolling her eyes at Kitty's horrible habit of gossiping.
Kitty continued chatting, oblivious to Rogue's boredom. "They say that she's like really cute and she always hostile to anyone who talks to her. And she's like really quiet in class, never saying a word to anyone except when the teacher asks her a question. She's really super-smart too, she answered a bunch of hard questions asked by the teacher in my math class and got them all right. Like, she must be totally a genius."
The other girl snorted. All the information that Kitty had just provided was information that a cheerleader or any other type of 'valley girl' would search for. "Uhh...Kitty, ever bother findin' out if she's got mutant powers or somethin'?" Rogue drawled.
Kitty stopped talking and blinked. "Oh gosh! I like totally forgot about that!" Rogue snorted again.
Typical.
* * * * * All the X-men sat together in the same spot as they did every day. It wasn't long before Kurt and Evan started horsing around each other and playing with their disgusting cafeteria food. Then Jean and Kitty would start talking about 'girly things' and Scott would listen them, mooning over Jean. And Rogue would just sit listening to everything around her. As Rogue just sat creating a hole in her mashed potatoes, a shadow fell across her lunch tray. Looking, she saw the "new kid" walking past the X-men's table. Rogue looked at her and saw nothing special about her. About to turn back to her food she saw a bright flash of silver out of the corner of her eye. Spinning around, she caught the silver flare diminish from the new kid's eyes. Rogue stared hard at the kid, noting that her eyes were now an unnatural violet. No wait, they were an inky blue aren't they? Rogue rubbed her eyes and looked back at the kid who was now walking halfway across the cafeteria. Rogue turned to Scott and poked him.
"Ah think that we've found our mutan'," she said simply.
* * * * * Iris was a bit dumbfounded. She could hardly believe that the German kid she had met was really a blue elf with a tail. A mutant.
//Must have a cloaking device to hide all that fur.// she mused.
She made her way to a grove of trees on the school grounds. She picked one and sat with her back against it. She pulled out an apple, a slightly squashed chicken pie and a juice carton, all of which she had snitched from the school kitchen. She grinned to herself, in her mind. Iris usually kept her face blank, teaching her how to be more calm in all kinds of situations and making her emotions harder to read to others. Besides, it made people around her more nervous .
Iris picked up the apple eyeing it. She watched as sunlight struck its waxy, dull red skin. She breathed on it, rubbed it against her shirt and raised it to her mouth.
SWISH!
A whirlwind flew by Iris and her hand holding the fruit was now empty. Rising on her feet, Iris growled mentally when she saw a grinning Pietro holding her apple.
//Another mutant. How many more shall I meet today?// she thought bitterly.
"Hey! Give back that to me!" Iris demanded, her eyes flashing a fierce orange.
"Orwhatsweetheartyou'regonnakillme?" responded Pietro smirking.
"Maybe I'll do something worse," she retorted coldly, cracking her knuckles.
"I don't think you should try that honey, you might break your sweet little china face," a voice rose behind Iris. She turned around to find the rest of Pietro's friends standing there. Eyes changing to a whitish-blue of surprise, she still kept her face straight while emotions raged within her.
//Great. More mutants.//
Duh duh duh duuuuh...Oh no! What is brotherhood of mutants going to do to Iris. Is a fight going to break out? Anyway, do you guys like it? Please, please, PLEASE send reviews to me. I refuse to write any more chapters unless I have at least 3 reviews. Until then, Ja!