Aww, you guys are too kind! So many nice reviews . . . which makes me feel
bad about bringing you the-chapter-that's-so-bad-and-pointless-I-want-to-
kick-myself-in-the-head. Yes, most people will prolly stop reading after
this one. *sigh* I blame this on the fact I can't listen to "Road Trippin'"
anymore, because of a crappy CD-player. First Ebba Grön, now Red Hot Chili
Peppers. Where has the world come to? And ff.net decided to delete my
account -again-!!! Do they have a personal vendetta against me or
something? They get some blame for this chapter, too. And they get -all-
the blame for the bad grade I'll probably get for my sucky moral-speech at
school. But, anything good in here are all for you wonderful wonderful
people out there! And it -will- get better (I hope)!!!
Please bear with me trying to write Rogue's accent. And other accents. You know, in the eps I've seen, Rogue didn't speak with an accent. And Kitty didn't say "Like" a single time. And Todd didn't say "Yo!". *sigh* Ah, maybe I'm just deaf. But Piotr sounded Russian! Yay! I just don't know if that's written any special way. And Kurt -did- sound German in at least one ep, but I'll prolly write his accent completely wrong. Oh well.
And I personally like Marilyn Manson. Just so you know.
Anyway.
Proudly (*cough*not*cough*) presenting: The first X-Men part!
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Chapter 2
"Hi Rogue!" Kitty Pryde's overly happy voice somehow drowned out the sound of Marilyn Manson that was blasting from Rogue's CD player. Or rather, the shared CD player that was the only one that existed in the area of the former mansion. Rogue had managed to steal it from Kurt, who had, for some unknown reason, played the Titanic-soundtrack nonstop since nine in the morning. The Goth decided to ignore Kitty at the moment, instead concentrating very hard on painting her nails black. Which was sort of pointless, since they were soon to be covered by her ever-present gloves again. Kitty pouted, not too happy about being neglected.
"Scott told me to tell you to turn down the volume. He says it's depressing everybody. And giving him a headache." Rogue glared at the younger girl who seemed determined to interrupt her personal time.
"It ain't mah fault it's so crowded here."
"Well, of course it isn't. But we've all gotta make sacrifices, so can't you, like, lay of the suicide-music 'til the mansions rebuilt? The Professor said it wouldn't take -that- much longer."
"It's already taken too long," Rogue muttered. "Ah mean, there's twenty of us livin' in this tiny space. And even now they're movin' more kids here."
Kitty got a look on her face that was saying 'It's our duty to take care of the less fortunate mutants out there, even if we doesn't really have a house at the moment'.
"You know Rogue, we're luckier than most other mutants, and it's our duty to . . ."
"Ah know, ah know," Rogue interrupted. She got more and more homicidal feeling with each minute spent so close with all the others. Maybe ah should just go join the Brotherhood again. Ah bet their house's not even half as crowded as it is here. Of course, then ah would have to deal with Mystique . . . But since Scott left her behind at Area 51, she's probably not even there, so it would . . .
Rogue's train of though got of track when Alexander Griton half-fell into the tiny closet-like room.
"Mr McCoy just took refugee to the lower levels," she informed the two younger girls, while flipping her shoulder length silver-colored, blue- tipped hair away from her face and shooting a annoyed look out the door. "Ya scared him off with the music, Rogue. And Kurt sent me to take back the CD player." The Goth just glared a little in return.
"No one appreciates good music anymore. And ah swear to God, if Kurt plays 'My heart will go on' one more time, -his- heart won't go on that much longer."
"Hey Zander," Kitty spoke up, ignoring Rogue's death threats. After all, she was used to them after sharing a room with the antisocial teen for a longer period of time. "Were there any sign of the Professor and the others?"
"Nah, Professor Xavier an' Wolverine are still away doin' whatever they went to do, and Storm an' that kid Evan are still in New York, talkin' to Evan's parents. Ya think they'll let him stay here?" Zander asked with some 'I think Evan's an egotistical jerk, but I still care. A little.'-not- really-concern.
"Of course," Kitty replied. "I mean, Storm managed to convince -my- parents that I'm safer here, and Evan's her nephew, so it'll be easy. But I wonder what the Professor and Mr Logan's up to. It all seems very . . . strange. And secret."
"They're prolly just tryin' to recruit some more mutants or somethin'," Rogue muttered, wanting to be left alone. She'd had more than enough of socializing for the day. If the other girls didn't leave soon, the Goth would probably do something that she wouldn't regret -completely-, but that would get her into trouble none the less. And since Kitty and Zander was more tolerable than some of the other students, it might cause some consequences besides kitchen duty for two weeks. Like being driven insane from listening to Jean complaining about her dilemma with Duncan and Scott, or be forced to go shopping (dear God, no!) with Jubilee, or even having to spend time in the same room as Amara. After all, socializing -was- an important part of life at the Xavier institute, no matter how forced it could be at times.
So, Rogue blew at her nails, checked to see that the nail polish was completely dry, and then proceeded to put on her gloves again and sitting on her hands so that she wouldn't be too tempted to use her powers. Because that would be a Very Bad Thing.
And that was never good.
~#~#~#~#~(it's not over yet! wow!)~#~#~#~#~
"You think she killed them?"
Kurt Wagner glanced at Bobby Drake, then back at the door through which their newest recruit had went a while ago. Shortly after Kitty had gone in there to make the horrible sounds of Marilyn Manson come to an end. But the music (if it could be called that) still blared, and neither of the girls had exited the room yet.
"I don't know," he answered truthfully. The Goth had been in a pretty crappy mood lately, so anything was possible, really. He and Bobby had figured Rogue would be at least a little friendlier to a fellow southerner, and since Sam was at the movies with Ray, Rahne, Jubilee and Tabitha, they had nicely tried to persuade Zander to convince Rogue to hand back the CD player to Kurt. Of course, since Zander didn't really minded Marilyn Manson (even if she'd rather listen to Linkin Park or Avril Lavigne herself), Kurt and Bobby were forced to throw the girl into the room, hoping she would come to her senses when confronted directly with the awful noise, and thus bring out the much wanted CD player.
Bobby sighted. -He- didn't really care who got to play their favorite music, but he was bored. And mildly pissed off, since the others had left for the movies without him, just because he'd slept a little longer than usual. And (he'd been told by a weird-acting Kurt) thrown his pillow on Sam when the older mutant had tried to wake him up, also threatening to reveal just who Sam was having a crush on if he wasn't left alone. So maybe it was understandable, after all. But it still pissed him off.
"I think she killed them," the Popsicle revealed, immediately starting to scheme sleeping rearrangements so that he would eventually end up with a room of his own. Kurt frowned.
"Zen zere's only one option left," the fuzzy one said, and *bamf* he was gone. The sudden lack of music and loud yell that followed shortly after suggested just where he had gone (or, rather, ported) to.
"KURT!!!"
Kurt reappeared next to Bobby again, much like a magician from a kiddie's show, minus the cape and magic wand, and plus a CD player. The blue mutant was actually wearing a black magician's hat, but Bobby had no idea why. He hadn't really wanted to know, which was why he hadn't bothered asking when first seeing Kurt that day. It probably had something to do with the blue mutant's newfound love for the Titanic-soundtrack.
While Bobby pondered Kurt's weird clothing style, the door flew up and a furious Rogue stormed out, aiming in on the thieving teen. The teen in question emitted a rather unmanly shriek and ported farther away from the Goth, but for some unknown reason still remaining in the same room. Bobby jumped out of the way in the last second when Rogue lounged at Kurt, narrowly escaping being clubbed down by the angry girl.
Not really interested in seeing Kurt get his ass kicked, Bobby walked past Zander and Kitty (both very much alive) who were watching the drama unfold from the bedroom doorway. He left the room, desperate for something at least slightly normal. Maybe there was something good on the TV.
tbc
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Disclaimer: I don't own the X-Men. Alexander Griton belongs to Spitfire. And in case you didn't know, I don't own Titanic either. Or Marilyn Manson. Suing me will do no good, since I live in Sweden.
Stupid spellchecker. Bamf is so a word! I don't wanna change it to barf or Banff (and just what the hell is Banff?).
Yeah. Wasn't that kinda pointless? And sucky. And some parts just doesn't make sense to me. Do they make sense to you? But the chapter's sorta maybe needed to move the story along. And I needed an X-Men part! Yeah. And it was short, too. I blame this (hey, you notice that I like to assign blame?) on my Swedish-teacher, who forces me to write about a book. And hold a frickin' speech! Hey, I already know Swedish, I speak it every day, why the hell do I have to read that subject in school? I'd rather read English, since my English grammar's very bad. Yeah . . . And I managed to destroy the shift-tangent of my computer by dropping a book on it, so if there's any capital letters missing, that's the reason.
So, the first OC. Did I do okay with the introduction? You'll find out her powers and codename and stuff in the next X-men part, because I couldn't find a way to subtly hint it in this chap. And Spitfire, was Zander very much OOC? (Not that she was very much showed at all . . .) If she was, I apologize sincerely. Give me pointers? And I'm seriously sorry she was introduced like that, in such a pointless chapter and everything. And I intensely hope I didn't Mary Sue-ed her.
Are there any special pairings you people would like to see in this story? I'm open for (almost) any suggestion. Evan/Pietro. Scott/Lance. Rahne/Roberto. Kitty/Rogue. Ororo/Logan. Jean/Tabitha, the idea of which I blame completely on the Sims. Stupid Sims falls in love with just about anybody. My PietroSim and my WandaSim are at the moment making out in the kitchen. Yes. And Wanda/Pietro is not a pairing I approve of! Just so you know. Oh! And I think Scott/Jean is a blah couple, and Rogue/Remy is so dysfunctional I don't even want to think about it (sorry all Scott/Jean and Rogue/Remy-shippers). But other than that . . . And suggest now, coz I gotta get on with the subtly-hinting-which-characters-will-be-getting-it-on- later. =)
Coming up next: the Acolytes! Yay! And Pietro and St. John gets up close an' personal! *giggles* No, it's not like that . . . Maybe . . . *grins maniacally and runs off to play the Sims*
Please bear with me trying to write Rogue's accent. And other accents. You know, in the eps I've seen, Rogue didn't speak with an accent. And Kitty didn't say "Like" a single time. And Todd didn't say "Yo!". *sigh* Ah, maybe I'm just deaf. But Piotr sounded Russian! Yay! I just don't know if that's written any special way. And Kurt -did- sound German in at least one ep, but I'll prolly write his accent completely wrong. Oh well.
And I personally like Marilyn Manson. Just so you know.
Anyway.
Proudly (*cough*not*cough*) presenting: The first X-Men part!
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Chapter 2
"Hi Rogue!" Kitty Pryde's overly happy voice somehow drowned out the sound of Marilyn Manson that was blasting from Rogue's CD player. Or rather, the shared CD player that was the only one that existed in the area of the former mansion. Rogue had managed to steal it from Kurt, who had, for some unknown reason, played the Titanic-soundtrack nonstop since nine in the morning. The Goth decided to ignore Kitty at the moment, instead concentrating very hard on painting her nails black. Which was sort of pointless, since they were soon to be covered by her ever-present gloves again. Kitty pouted, not too happy about being neglected.
"Scott told me to tell you to turn down the volume. He says it's depressing everybody. And giving him a headache." Rogue glared at the younger girl who seemed determined to interrupt her personal time.
"It ain't mah fault it's so crowded here."
"Well, of course it isn't. But we've all gotta make sacrifices, so can't you, like, lay of the suicide-music 'til the mansions rebuilt? The Professor said it wouldn't take -that- much longer."
"It's already taken too long," Rogue muttered. "Ah mean, there's twenty of us livin' in this tiny space. And even now they're movin' more kids here."
Kitty got a look on her face that was saying 'It's our duty to take care of the less fortunate mutants out there, even if we doesn't really have a house at the moment'.
"You know Rogue, we're luckier than most other mutants, and it's our duty to . . ."
"Ah know, ah know," Rogue interrupted. She got more and more homicidal feeling with each minute spent so close with all the others. Maybe ah should just go join the Brotherhood again. Ah bet their house's not even half as crowded as it is here. Of course, then ah would have to deal with Mystique . . . But since Scott left her behind at Area 51, she's probably not even there, so it would . . .
Rogue's train of though got of track when Alexander Griton half-fell into the tiny closet-like room.
"Mr McCoy just took refugee to the lower levels," she informed the two younger girls, while flipping her shoulder length silver-colored, blue- tipped hair away from her face and shooting a annoyed look out the door. "Ya scared him off with the music, Rogue. And Kurt sent me to take back the CD player." The Goth just glared a little in return.
"No one appreciates good music anymore. And ah swear to God, if Kurt plays 'My heart will go on' one more time, -his- heart won't go on that much longer."
"Hey Zander," Kitty spoke up, ignoring Rogue's death threats. After all, she was used to them after sharing a room with the antisocial teen for a longer period of time. "Were there any sign of the Professor and the others?"
"Nah, Professor Xavier an' Wolverine are still away doin' whatever they went to do, and Storm an' that kid Evan are still in New York, talkin' to Evan's parents. Ya think they'll let him stay here?" Zander asked with some 'I think Evan's an egotistical jerk, but I still care. A little.'-not- really-concern.
"Of course," Kitty replied. "I mean, Storm managed to convince -my- parents that I'm safer here, and Evan's her nephew, so it'll be easy. But I wonder what the Professor and Mr Logan's up to. It all seems very . . . strange. And secret."
"They're prolly just tryin' to recruit some more mutants or somethin'," Rogue muttered, wanting to be left alone. She'd had more than enough of socializing for the day. If the other girls didn't leave soon, the Goth would probably do something that she wouldn't regret -completely-, but that would get her into trouble none the less. And since Kitty and Zander was more tolerable than some of the other students, it might cause some consequences besides kitchen duty for two weeks. Like being driven insane from listening to Jean complaining about her dilemma with Duncan and Scott, or be forced to go shopping (dear God, no!) with Jubilee, or even having to spend time in the same room as Amara. After all, socializing -was- an important part of life at the Xavier institute, no matter how forced it could be at times.
So, Rogue blew at her nails, checked to see that the nail polish was completely dry, and then proceeded to put on her gloves again and sitting on her hands so that she wouldn't be too tempted to use her powers. Because that would be a Very Bad Thing.
And that was never good.
~#~#~#~#~(it's not over yet! wow!)~#~#~#~#~
"You think she killed them?"
Kurt Wagner glanced at Bobby Drake, then back at the door through which their newest recruit had went a while ago. Shortly after Kitty had gone in there to make the horrible sounds of Marilyn Manson come to an end. But the music (if it could be called that) still blared, and neither of the girls had exited the room yet.
"I don't know," he answered truthfully. The Goth had been in a pretty crappy mood lately, so anything was possible, really. He and Bobby had figured Rogue would be at least a little friendlier to a fellow southerner, and since Sam was at the movies with Ray, Rahne, Jubilee and Tabitha, they had nicely tried to persuade Zander to convince Rogue to hand back the CD player to Kurt. Of course, since Zander didn't really minded Marilyn Manson (even if she'd rather listen to Linkin Park or Avril Lavigne herself), Kurt and Bobby were forced to throw the girl into the room, hoping she would come to her senses when confronted directly with the awful noise, and thus bring out the much wanted CD player.
Bobby sighted. -He- didn't really care who got to play their favorite music, but he was bored. And mildly pissed off, since the others had left for the movies without him, just because he'd slept a little longer than usual. And (he'd been told by a weird-acting Kurt) thrown his pillow on Sam when the older mutant had tried to wake him up, also threatening to reveal just who Sam was having a crush on if he wasn't left alone. So maybe it was understandable, after all. But it still pissed him off.
"I think she killed them," the Popsicle revealed, immediately starting to scheme sleeping rearrangements so that he would eventually end up with a room of his own. Kurt frowned.
"Zen zere's only one option left," the fuzzy one said, and *bamf* he was gone. The sudden lack of music and loud yell that followed shortly after suggested just where he had gone (or, rather, ported) to.
"KURT!!!"
Kurt reappeared next to Bobby again, much like a magician from a kiddie's show, minus the cape and magic wand, and plus a CD player. The blue mutant was actually wearing a black magician's hat, but Bobby had no idea why. He hadn't really wanted to know, which was why he hadn't bothered asking when first seeing Kurt that day. It probably had something to do with the blue mutant's newfound love for the Titanic-soundtrack.
While Bobby pondered Kurt's weird clothing style, the door flew up and a furious Rogue stormed out, aiming in on the thieving teen. The teen in question emitted a rather unmanly shriek and ported farther away from the Goth, but for some unknown reason still remaining in the same room. Bobby jumped out of the way in the last second when Rogue lounged at Kurt, narrowly escaping being clubbed down by the angry girl.
Not really interested in seeing Kurt get his ass kicked, Bobby walked past Zander and Kitty (both very much alive) who were watching the drama unfold from the bedroom doorway. He left the room, desperate for something at least slightly normal. Maybe there was something good on the TV.
tbc
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Disclaimer: I don't own the X-Men. Alexander Griton belongs to Spitfire. And in case you didn't know, I don't own Titanic either. Or Marilyn Manson. Suing me will do no good, since I live in Sweden.
Stupid spellchecker. Bamf is so a word! I don't wanna change it to barf or Banff (and just what the hell is Banff?).
Yeah. Wasn't that kinda pointless? And sucky. And some parts just doesn't make sense to me. Do they make sense to you? But the chapter's sorta maybe needed to move the story along. And I needed an X-Men part! Yeah. And it was short, too. I blame this (hey, you notice that I like to assign blame?) on my Swedish-teacher, who forces me to write about a book. And hold a frickin' speech! Hey, I already know Swedish, I speak it every day, why the hell do I have to read that subject in school? I'd rather read English, since my English grammar's very bad. Yeah . . . And I managed to destroy the shift-tangent of my computer by dropping a book on it, so if there's any capital letters missing, that's the reason.
So, the first OC. Did I do okay with the introduction? You'll find out her powers and codename and stuff in the next X-men part, because I couldn't find a way to subtly hint it in this chap. And Spitfire, was Zander very much OOC? (Not that she was very much showed at all . . .) If she was, I apologize sincerely. Give me pointers? And I'm seriously sorry she was introduced like that, in such a pointless chapter and everything. And I intensely hope I didn't Mary Sue-ed her.
Are there any special pairings you people would like to see in this story? I'm open for (almost) any suggestion. Evan/Pietro. Scott/Lance. Rahne/Roberto. Kitty/Rogue. Ororo/Logan. Jean/Tabitha, the idea of which I blame completely on the Sims. Stupid Sims falls in love with just about anybody. My PietroSim and my WandaSim are at the moment making out in the kitchen. Yes. And Wanda/Pietro is not a pairing I approve of! Just so you know. Oh! And I think Scott/Jean is a blah couple, and Rogue/Remy is so dysfunctional I don't even want to think about it (sorry all Scott/Jean and Rogue/Remy-shippers). But other than that . . . And suggest now, coz I gotta get on with the subtly-hinting-which-characters-will-be-getting-it-on- later. =)
Coming up next: the Acolytes! Yay! And Pietro and St. John gets up close an' personal! *giggles* No, it's not like that . . . Maybe . . . *grins maniacally and runs off to play the Sims*