IT'S TIME FOR THE EVOLUTION!
Adapted from the RPG board by Nagi-Oki
Chapter #1: 'And So It Begins...'
It was morning at the Xavier Institute for gifted youngsters. As the first fingertips of sunlight danced over the fresh clean snow that glimmered like diamond dust. The light peered through the window of a young Kurt Wagner and he slept soundly. As if on cue, the light touched his velvety face and his eyes slowly opened. Kurt woke up stretching with a big toothy yawn. It was a bit chillier than when he first went to bed but this early in the morning it didn't matter to him. He drug himself out of bed and opened the curtains fully, it was a Saturday so sleeping in was allowed. His eyes shot open at the wonderous sight before him. The mansion and the expanse of Bayville was covered in a blanket of snow.
Kurt *BAMF*ed into Scott's room and proceeded to bounce on his bed in joy, "Vake up! Vake up! It's snowing! It's snowing!!!"
Scott groaned and tried to pull the covers over his head, "Hey! Haven't you heard of sleeping in??" Annoyed, he sat up. He adjusted his goggles and allowed his eyes to focus, "Kurt! Get off the bed!"
Kurt continued to bounce on Scott's bed, "But it's snowing! Let's go play! I vanna play 'Snow Vars Episode Von!'" Kurt logic dictates that if Kurt gets excited about something, his unbridled child-like enthusiasm will be unleashed on everyone until someone gives up and goes to play with him.
Suddenly, the door to Scott's room burst open. Warren stood in the doorway and wasted no time before beginning his assault. He quickly threw two snowballs directly at Scott and Kurt. Then, in a fit of laughter, he took flight and began to soar down the stairway.
"That was too easy," said Warren to himself. Warren made it downstairs and out of the front door, still pleased with his attack. Warren stopped in mid-flight as he stared in shock at the sight in front of him.
"Oh great. I knew I should have gone out the back door," he muttered.
There standing in front of him was Jean with 4 snowballs hovering around her, with a smart-ass smirk on her face she let all 3 of them go, heading straight for Warren.
Warren immediately flapped his wings and soared straight up into the air. He turned back around and began to swoop back towards Jean. On the way down, Warren looked at the side of the house. Only three snowballs were plastered against the wall.
"Hey, what happened to the other one?" asked Warren.
Kurt *BAMF*ed onto the roof and quickly started raining an endless barrage of snowballs.
He cackled wickedly, "It's a winter blitzkrieg!" He tossed snowballs at anything that moved down there, including Jean, Warren, and the neighbor's cat, Fluffy.
"Sorry Fluffy!"
No sooner did Warren look around for the other snowball, Jean got him, right in back of the head.
"I hope you didn't think you got away with it that easily, did you?" Jean giggled as she ran outside into the flurry of snowballs, thanks to Kurt, shielding herself from the ones that could hit her.
After feeling the impact on the back of Warren's head, the winged mutant crashed into pile of snow. He raised his head out of the snow and stared at Jean as she ran into the barrage of snowballs being thrown by Kurt on the roof.
"Oh that tears it!" Cried Warren as he rose from the pile of snow. Warren pushed himself off the ground and flew very low after Jean, making himself a hard target for Kurt. Warren increased his speed as fast as he could. Then, Warren made a sharp turn just in front of Jean. His speed caused the snow to lift from the ground and shower Jean with the white flakes.
Then, Warren took to the air and fired two snowballs at Kurt. "Now, have you two had enough?"
"I believe the question is" Jean started as she brushed some of the snow off of her, "Have you?"
With a smile twice as big, twice as many snowballs hovered around her, while motioning to Kurt to get ready thunderstorm of snowballs flew from the air in both directions aimed straight for Warren.
Seeing the approaching mass of snowballs, Warren quickly dove to the ground. Once on the ground, he raised his wings to shield himself from the oncoming snowballs. Warren saw could clearly see that both Jean and Kurt were enjoying this onslaught. Warren ran directly into the line of fire towards Jean. Feeling the frigid sting of snowballs against his body, Warren did the only thing that he could. He flapped his wings as hard as he could sending a cloud of snow directly Jean's way. Satisfied, Warren smiled at Jean.
Then, he shook his head and flakes of snow dropped from his blonde hair. "Now to get the blue one."
Jean taken completely suprised by the whirlwind of snow that flew around her knocking her onto the ground, she just layed there laughing.
Hearing the laughter, Warren turned his attention back to Jean. He walked towards her and extended his hand lifting her up.
"Sorry about that. I guess I can be a little stubborn sometimes." appologized Warren. "Come on, let's get back inside before Logan decides to have us running drills. "Hey, Kurt! Let's take a breather."
"Sounds like a plan." Jean giggled as she accepted Warren's hand, "I could use the warm up anyway. Being engulfed by snow once a day is enough for me let alone twice." She finished, "Oh! Where's Scott, I though you went to wake him up?"
"Oh yeah, Summers," said Warren somberly. He opened the door for Jean and she stepped through the threshold. He followed her inside, and they headed for the kitchen where he poured them both a cup of hot chocolate.
"Scott should be down soon. He definately got a winter wake-up call." Warren sipped his hot chocolate and then set the mug on the counter as he walked past Jean and turned on the television.
"Well that's good." Jean said as she finished taking off her winter clothes and sat down next to Warren and joined him in watching TV, "Now of we can manage staying away from the Danger Room as well." she smiled at him.
The sound of screaming and maniacal laughter made it clear that Kurt took the liberty of waking up the others. He *BAMF*ed into the room laughing, "You should have seen dhe look on Evan's face vhen I stuffed that snowball in his pants!^^"
As Kurt *BAMF*ed into the kitchen Jean got up to pour him a cup of hot chocolate, she looked up hearing the moans coming from the rooms of the rest of the team, "It looks like you've been enojoying your morning so far, huh Kurt?"
"Kurt! Are you insane!" said Warren. He quickly walked over towards the blue-furred mutant.
"When Logan here's that racket he's going to have us running drills and you scrubbing the blackbird." Then, Warren felt a tap on his shoulder. He turned around to see Logan standing there with his thumb pointing to the door.
"See?" said Warren to Kurt.
Kurt snickered, "Jah...I'm just a big kid in heart..."
"You got a choice," Said Logan as he walked further into the kitchen. "Drills outside or in the Danger Room?" Warren turned towards Jean and Kurt with a look of despair.
"Well, guys," began Warren. "What's it gonna be?"
"That better not be for people who just woke up." Star said as she walked into the kitchen to get some hot chocolate and an Eggo waffle. She put the waffle in the toaster and went to get some boysenberry syrup. "Because I'm not going to do either until I've at least had something in my stomach."
Star's 'older' sister, Sophia, then came into the kitchen, already dressed, and went to make herself some toast.
Kurt scratched the back of his head, "Vell...dhe veather outside is frightfull...But dhe danger room is not delightfull...but since ve've no place to go..."
"Kurt, if you keep talking in song rhymes or whatever, I'm going to beforced to set your tail on fire." Star warned, a fall of fire instantly forming in her hand. "And if someone stops me, then I'll just but a little curse on you."
Sophia frowned slightly at her sister's attitude. Even though she and Star were part of a trio, sometimes she wished Star would just cool it once and a while and knock off the attitude. Then again, it was probably one of the reasons why Rogue and her got along so well.
Kurt smiled sweetly, "Aw fraulien, 'tis dhe season for song and laughter...! And I'm going to do both.^^"
Meanwhile upstairs, Jade rolled out of bed making sure that the snow fight out side had finshed. She was so glad that she had locked her bedroom door other wise one of the guys would of done some stupid prank. She walked down the stairs she turned in her tracks when she saw Logan, "No way in hell am I going to do drills." But she wasn't going to get away that easly.
"You can laugh and sing my share for the holidays, Kurt." Scott said sarcastically as he fixed himself a bowl of cereal. Warren's rude awakening had put him in a bad mood and the idea of the holidays wasn't helping either. Scott had spent the last 15 minutes cleaning up the mess in his room; he wasn't too pleased with Warren at the moment.
"I'm not going in there until I finished my breakfast had a chance to freshen myself up a bit." Star said, glaring at Logan, taking a bite of her waffle.
Sophia just sighed and walked inside with the others. *One of these days, her defiance to Logan is going to get her into big trouble.*
"I don't know what I was thinking," said Logan. "I want all of you in the Danger Room in 10 minutes." Logan began to exit the kitchen as a series of groans filled the room.
Warren glanced at Scott who had just entered the room. Then, with a dismissive sigh, he returned to his seat next to Jean. "So, Jean, what are you doing later?" As Jean began to answer, Warren turned his attention to Scott. The expression on Scott's face was priceless.
"Well, Warren," Jean began, "I don't really know what I'm doing today. Thanks to Kurt, we now have sessions in 10, but I was hoping you could possibly get me out of it considering I wasn't the one who started it." She smiled towards Warren, as though she was blaming him for the snowball fight, but in another asking please.
Scott remained silent, but inside he was about to burst. First it was Duncan, now Warren...
He tossed the bowl and spoon into the sink. "I'll see you guys in the Danger Room." He managed holding back his anger.
Jean,suprised by Scott's rude outburst, she looked over at Warren and asks, "Was it something I said?"
Warren shrugged at Jean's question and headed for the Danger Room as well.
Logan was standing at the door, as the students began to enter. "Hold on, Jean," said Logan. "The Professor wants you to monitor the rest of the team from the control box. Run them through the usual drill for about an hour. As for you, the Professor wants to see you in his office," said Logan to Warren.
Warren headed off towards the Professor's office wandering why the Professor could possibly want to see him.
Jade knocked on door, Rogue opened it, "Whatever you do don't go down stairs."
Rogue was still half asleep.
"The guys did some stupid prank and wolvie got 'em runnign Danger Room drills and i am not spend my snow day going ANY drills."
"So what are we going to do now."
"Let's just hope that they dont realize where not there and that they don't come looking for us." Jade said.
Logan stood outside of the Danger Room waiting for Star to show up. "When I get my hands on that kid..." Logan glanced at
the clock on the wall and shook his head. Then, he walked to the panel on the wall and pressed a button. "Jean, I need you to get in the Danger Room and take Star's place. I've got some special training in mind for her."
*****
Warren stepped into the Professor's office and closed the door behind him. Once the door was shut, the Professor turned around and faced Warren with a grim expression.
"Warren, I've just received a call from your parents. It seems that they want to remove you from the Institute."
Warren's heart sank as the Professor began to explain his parents decision. "This isn't fair! Don't I get a say in this?"
"Warren, that is between you and your parents. I can't just defy your parents wishes."
"Forget it! I'll handle it myself." And with that said, Warren stormed out of the Professor's office.
"Warren, what's wrong?" Jean asked as she noticed him coming out of the Professor's office while she was on her way to suit up, to join Logan and the others.
Warren paused and glanced at Jean. He was obviously very troubled. He took a few seconds to collect himself before speaking. "Jean... I'm in trouble. My parents want me to leave the Institute. They claim that they've found some doctor that can "cure" my mutation. The thing is...I don't want to lose my wings. If you could just feel what I do, when I'm flying...well, let's just say you'd understand."
Warren ran his fingers through his hair as he stared at the ceiling. "What am I going to, Jean?"
"That's terrible." Jean said as she took ahold of Warren's hand, "I'm sorry your parents are making you go through this, but you don't have to go through it alone." She said with a reassuring look on her face, "If you talk to your parents, tell them that taking away your mutation is like taking away who you are, maybe they'll understand, and I just might get that chance to feel what it feels like to fly with you."
"Thanks, Jean," said Warren. "But the Professor's made it clear that he's not going to help me. Look, I need to clear my head. I'm going for a quick flight. Stretch my wings."
Warren turned and started to leave, then realizing that Jean was still holding his hand. "Uh, do you want to come with me?"
Jean just smiled at Warren, "I'd love to come with you, it may be the only chance I get." She winked, "And just because the Professor said he wouldn't help you, doesn't mean that I won't."
Warren smiled at Jean as he stared into her eyes. The pair ran out the front door. Warren took Jean into his arms and pushed himself them off the ground. The pair began to soar high in the sky. After a few minutes of soaring through the air and the wind blowing through their hair, Warren took them back down on the ground.
"You see what I mean, Jean? How it feels to fly? To be free from everything else? I can't let anyone take that away from me?"
"Wow, I can see why you wouldn't want to give that up, that was incredible!" She said with an amazed look on her face. "I'm actually kinda jealous, all I can do is move things with my mind, and not a whole lot eaither, but you, you get to fly, and like that, I don't know why I never asked you to take me sooner." She said with that look never leaving her face, as she couldn't help but look into his eyes.
Scott had suited up and had gone back to find Jean and appologize. When he saw her leave with Warren, he grit his teeth and punched the wall. He stood a distance away to eavesdrop on Jean and Warren. He didn't have to see their faces to understand what was exchanged between the two.
Frustration and jealousy were only some of the emotions that began to surface; Scott accidentally projected his thoughts to Jean. *Warren, with his good looks and wings...What wouldn't I like to show you, Jean, if I wasn't cursed. My eyes would show you the world, but I am condemned to hide behind this damn visor...What wouldn't I give to show you what I feel...*
Jean, still spellbound from what an amazing time she had in just a few minutes, tried to ignore what Scott was feeling. But not able to control her powers of TP, was hard to do. Scott was her best friend. The last thing she ever wanted to do was to hurt him, but she couldn't help but to fall for someone else.
*****
Kurt had suited up and was ready for action. As he waited for the others to show up he decided to make some small talk with Logan, "Um...Logan, how much do you know about...sword fighting or fighting mit veapons...?"
Star had finished breakfast and had changed into her clothes after a long shower. She was wearing black jeans, black boots, and a fluer-velvet top with silk panels that had long sleelves with flared out trim at the end. Her long blonde hair was pulled back in a braid, the two purple streaks in the front surrounded her face.
She then went over to Scarlett's door and knocked on it lightly.
"Baby Sister, are you up?" She asked, wanting to tell Scarlett the good news that she had gotten out of training. She started to get worried though when there was no reply.
"Baby Sister?" Star said again, this time a little louder. Again, there was no reply.
Star tested the door knob to see if it was open. It was, and Star let herself inside, walking right up to Scarlett's bed, which was empty.
Star ran downstairs, now panicked. She had no idea where her youngest triplet sister could have gone. She decided to go downstairs where Jubilee, Sam, and Bobby were, cleaning the X-Jet. They were still being punished for all the joyrides they took.
When she got there, Star's fear was put to rest. There was her sister, Scarlett, dressed in navy blue pants and an old button down t-shirt, her hair also tied in a braid, helping them clean the jet.
"Scarlett, what are you doing here?" Star asked her.
"I'm helping Jubilee, Sam, and Bobby out." Scarlett told her, continuing to clean with them.
"No offense to you guys or anything, but Scarlett, you're not being punished. They are. If Logan catches you doing this, being the jackass that he is, he'll try to torture you for helping out!"
"This coming from the person who defies him everyday. No offense or anything to you." Scarlett said.
"None taken. Scarlett, look, Logan is a jackass, if he catches you doing this, he'll make this your permanent job or something like that! He doesn't believe in kindess or good people. Which is exactly what you are Baby Sister, a kind and good person."
"I've been doing this for three weeks already, Star. It's not like I'm breaking any rules or anything..."
"True," Star said in agreement, "But everyone here, including you, is scared of the guy. I'm the only bloody one around here who isn't scared of him. Besides, he can't punish us."
"What do you mean, 'he can't punish you?'" Jubliee asked Star.
Star looked over at them and grinned. "When our older cousin Nikki came over to sign the papers, there was one thing in the contract she didn't agree to. She didn't want Logan or anyone else to punish us except for her. So if any of us do something really bad, the Professor has to call our older cousin and then she comes over here and decides what happens to us."
"Is that why you disobey him all the time?" Jubilee asked.
"No. I disobey him because he's a jackass and as cousin Nikki said, 'He's Lord of the Neanderthals'. I can take whatever he dishes out." Star said, pride in her voice and a grin on her face.
*****
Meanwhile, Warren continued to stare into Jean's eyes. He couldn't turn away. In spite of everything that was happening to him now, while he was with her he felt safe, content.
"Jean," he began.
However, he stopped speaking as he heard the sound of foot steps in the floor. Warren looked up at the front door of the mansion and saw Scott staring at them. However, that wasn't what got Warren's attention. Warren turned around, and his heart literally stopped as an older man wearing a trench coat stared directly at him.
"Hello, son."
"Is that anyway to greet your father?" said Mr. Worthington. Warren simply stared at him. "Well, I'm glad to see that you haven't left yet. Now, come along. I've already made traveling arrangements for you." Warren's father reached for his hand.
Warren pulled his arm away. "I'm not going anywhere with you!" Warren turned around, and started to walk away. Then, there was the sound of a loud bang. Warren fell to his knees in front of Jean, and then keeled over into the snow.
*****
Logan continued to listen to Kurt blabber on about swordsplay, as he waited for the rest of the students to show up.
"That's it I've had it!" Logan saw that Kurt was taken aback by his sudden outburst. "I'm not talkin' about you. Listen, search the rest of the mansion, and tell 'em I said get here now!"
Logan left Kurt to finish the task he had assigned him. "Star had better hope that Kurt finds her before I do, because permission or not, she's about to get a dose o' tough love," grumbled Logan followed Star's scent to the hanger.
Bobby was getting his side of the jet clean when heard footsteps. He looked down the hall to see who it was and then ran back to the others.
"Logan's coming!" He told them.
Star just sighed, "Jubliee, you might want to hide..." She nodded her head towards her sister, Scarlett.
Jubilee just nodded and grabbed Scarlett by her wrist, taking her inside the jet so that Logan wouldn't find.
"Now, it's time for me to lure away the moron." Star said, running out of the hanger and back up into the kitchen.
Logan entered the hanger and sniffed the air. "Just missed her," he said to himself.
"Hey, Scarlett," Logan called. "I suggest you don't follow your sister's example." Logan turned to leave the hanger when he heard the alarm sound. He immediately took off running to see what was going on.
*****
Several agents appeared from no where behind Mr. Worthington. They all started to approach Warren's body, that was lying next to Jean.
Jean, quick to react, put up a shield around her and Warren, keeping the agents back. While using her powers to take their weapons away, after switching the alarm with her powers and called out to the Professor with her TP. As she yelled out help for anyone who was close by
Logan exploded out of the front door and headed directly towards the crowd of agents. He delivered a few swift kicks that sent several agents soaring to the ground. Logan managed to see out the corner of his eye as several other students emerged from the house and joined the action.
Then, Logan turned his attention to Warren and Jean. Warren was on the ground with a tranquilizer dart sticking out from his neck. Logan then charged towards Mr. Worthington, sending him to the ground. Logan unleashed one of his claws before he was stopped.
"Logan, No!" Called the Professor. "Let Mr. Worthington take his son. We have no right to interfere."
"But Charles!"
"This is not up for discussion Logan."
Logan got off of Mr. Worthington, and the agents went ahead and grabbed Warren's unconscious body on the ground.
"Thank you, Professor Xavier," said Mr. Worthington.
"You are making a mistake Mr. Worthington," replied Charles.
"No. I made my mistake 17 years ago, now I'm correcting it." And with that said, the agents drove off, with Warren in the care.
"Professor, how could you let them take him like that?" Jean demanded to know as the tears filled up in her eyes.
"Jean it wasn't my choice to make."
"Professor, you always tell us, we have to make our own choices. It was our choice to come here, it was our choice to leave. But Warren didn't chose this, nor did he want this, he was happy with himself, and just because his father wasn't you take his side, as if what we want doesn't matter!"
Jean stormed off back into the mansion, as her tears started to fall from her face she noticed Scott was coming around the corner and quickly turned away to walk down another hall so he wouldn't see her.
Without a thought, Scott ran to the garage. He grabbed his keys off the rack on the wall. Scott was going after Warren. He didn't know the guy, to say the least like him, but it seems that Warren connected with Jean in a way he couldn't. He was going to get him back somehow. He turned the key and sped off after the agents.
Sophia stood there, her arms over her stomach. She knew something had to be done! But what? Just then, an idea came to her. She nodded her head towards her two other sisters and they walked towards her.
"Hey, my sisters and I are going out for some pizza." Sophia called out, just before the three of them left.
"So, what's the plan?" Star asked, once they were away from the mansion.
"Scarlett, can you have one of your animal friends follow Warren?"
Scarlett nodded, telepathicly calling on Angel II, a beautiful golden eagle that was one of the many animals that she had at the mansion. Scarlett told the bird what it had to do. The eagle just looked at Scarlett and then flew off her arm and followed the car.
They then ran over to the nearest pay phone, calling the one person they knew who could help. Their older cousin, Nicolette Blythe Miller.
"Cousin Nikki, it's Sophia. One of our friends was kidnapped by his father. I think the father had plans on taking off his wings. He's supposedly trying to cure him. The Prof said no one in the xmen could interfer, but your not one of the xmen. Please help him?"
A smile spread across Sophia's face and then she hung up the phone.
"She's going to help!"
Kurt was confused, he looked around at everyone examining their reactions. He felt a bit afraid for Warren and concerned at how violently he was taken, but he was more afraid of the fact that the professor let them take him.
((To Be Continued...))
Adapted from the RPG board by Nagi-Oki
Chapter #1: 'And So It Begins...'
It was morning at the Xavier Institute for gifted youngsters. As the first fingertips of sunlight danced over the fresh clean snow that glimmered like diamond dust. The light peered through the window of a young Kurt Wagner and he slept soundly. As if on cue, the light touched his velvety face and his eyes slowly opened. Kurt woke up stretching with a big toothy yawn. It was a bit chillier than when he first went to bed but this early in the morning it didn't matter to him. He drug himself out of bed and opened the curtains fully, it was a Saturday so sleeping in was allowed. His eyes shot open at the wonderous sight before him. The mansion and the expanse of Bayville was covered in a blanket of snow.
Kurt *BAMF*ed into Scott's room and proceeded to bounce on his bed in joy, "Vake up! Vake up! It's snowing! It's snowing!!!"
Scott groaned and tried to pull the covers over his head, "Hey! Haven't you heard of sleeping in??" Annoyed, he sat up. He adjusted his goggles and allowed his eyes to focus, "Kurt! Get off the bed!"
Kurt continued to bounce on Scott's bed, "But it's snowing! Let's go play! I vanna play 'Snow Vars Episode Von!'" Kurt logic dictates that if Kurt gets excited about something, his unbridled child-like enthusiasm will be unleashed on everyone until someone gives up and goes to play with him.
Suddenly, the door to Scott's room burst open. Warren stood in the doorway and wasted no time before beginning his assault. He quickly threw two snowballs directly at Scott and Kurt. Then, in a fit of laughter, he took flight and began to soar down the stairway.
"That was too easy," said Warren to himself. Warren made it downstairs and out of the front door, still pleased with his attack. Warren stopped in mid-flight as he stared in shock at the sight in front of him.
"Oh great. I knew I should have gone out the back door," he muttered.
There standing in front of him was Jean with 4 snowballs hovering around her, with a smart-ass smirk on her face she let all 3 of them go, heading straight for Warren.
Warren immediately flapped his wings and soared straight up into the air. He turned back around and began to swoop back towards Jean. On the way down, Warren looked at the side of the house. Only three snowballs were plastered against the wall.
"Hey, what happened to the other one?" asked Warren.
Kurt *BAMF*ed onto the roof and quickly started raining an endless barrage of snowballs.
He cackled wickedly, "It's a winter blitzkrieg!" He tossed snowballs at anything that moved down there, including Jean, Warren, and the neighbor's cat, Fluffy.
"Sorry Fluffy!"
No sooner did Warren look around for the other snowball, Jean got him, right in back of the head.
"I hope you didn't think you got away with it that easily, did you?" Jean giggled as she ran outside into the flurry of snowballs, thanks to Kurt, shielding herself from the ones that could hit her.
After feeling the impact on the back of Warren's head, the winged mutant crashed into pile of snow. He raised his head out of the snow and stared at Jean as she ran into the barrage of snowballs being thrown by Kurt on the roof.
"Oh that tears it!" Cried Warren as he rose from the pile of snow. Warren pushed himself off the ground and flew very low after Jean, making himself a hard target for Kurt. Warren increased his speed as fast as he could. Then, Warren made a sharp turn just in front of Jean. His speed caused the snow to lift from the ground and shower Jean with the white flakes.
Then, Warren took to the air and fired two snowballs at Kurt. "Now, have you two had enough?"
"I believe the question is" Jean started as she brushed some of the snow off of her, "Have you?"
With a smile twice as big, twice as many snowballs hovered around her, while motioning to Kurt to get ready thunderstorm of snowballs flew from the air in both directions aimed straight for Warren.
Seeing the approaching mass of snowballs, Warren quickly dove to the ground. Once on the ground, he raised his wings to shield himself from the oncoming snowballs. Warren saw could clearly see that both Jean and Kurt were enjoying this onslaught. Warren ran directly into the line of fire towards Jean. Feeling the frigid sting of snowballs against his body, Warren did the only thing that he could. He flapped his wings as hard as he could sending a cloud of snow directly Jean's way. Satisfied, Warren smiled at Jean.
Then, he shook his head and flakes of snow dropped from his blonde hair. "Now to get the blue one."
Jean taken completely suprised by the whirlwind of snow that flew around her knocking her onto the ground, she just layed there laughing.
Hearing the laughter, Warren turned his attention back to Jean. He walked towards her and extended his hand lifting her up.
"Sorry about that. I guess I can be a little stubborn sometimes." appologized Warren. "Come on, let's get back inside before Logan decides to have us running drills. "Hey, Kurt! Let's take a breather."
"Sounds like a plan." Jean giggled as she accepted Warren's hand, "I could use the warm up anyway. Being engulfed by snow once a day is enough for me let alone twice." She finished, "Oh! Where's Scott, I though you went to wake him up?"
"Oh yeah, Summers," said Warren somberly. He opened the door for Jean and she stepped through the threshold. He followed her inside, and they headed for the kitchen where he poured them both a cup of hot chocolate.
"Scott should be down soon. He definately got a winter wake-up call." Warren sipped his hot chocolate and then set the mug on the counter as he walked past Jean and turned on the television.
"Well that's good." Jean said as she finished taking off her winter clothes and sat down next to Warren and joined him in watching TV, "Now of we can manage staying away from the Danger Room as well." she smiled at him.
The sound of screaming and maniacal laughter made it clear that Kurt took the liberty of waking up the others. He *BAMF*ed into the room laughing, "You should have seen dhe look on Evan's face vhen I stuffed that snowball in his pants!^^"
As Kurt *BAMF*ed into the kitchen Jean got up to pour him a cup of hot chocolate, she looked up hearing the moans coming from the rooms of the rest of the team, "It looks like you've been enojoying your morning so far, huh Kurt?"
"Kurt! Are you insane!" said Warren. He quickly walked over towards the blue-furred mutant.
"When Logan here's that racket he's going to have us running drills and you scrubbing the blackbird." Then, Warren felt a tap on his shoulder. He turned around to see Logan standing there with his thumb pointing to the door.
"See?" said Warren to Kurt.
Kurt snickered, "Jah...I'm just a big kid in heart..."
"You got a choice," Said Logan as he walked further into the kitchen. "Drills outside or in the Danger Room?" Warren turned towards Jean and Kurt with a look of despair.
"Well, guys," began Warren. "What's it gonna be?"
"That better not be for people who just woke up." Star said as she walked into the kitchen to get some hot chocolate and an Eggo waffle. She put the waffle in the toaster and went to get some boysenberry syrup. "Because I'm not going to do either until I've at least had something in my stomach."
Star's 'older' sister, Sophia, then came into the kitchen, already dressed, and went to make herself some toast.
Kurt scratched the back of his head, "Vell...dhe veather outside is frightfull...But dhe danger room is not delightfull...but since ve've no place to go..."
"Kurt, if you keep talking in song rhymes or whatever, I'm going to beforced to set your tail on fire." Star warned, a fall of fire instantly forming in her hand. "And if someone stops me, then I'll just but a little curse on you."
Sophia frowned slightly at her sister's attitude. Even though she and Star were part of a trio, sometimes she wished Star would just cool it once and a while and knock off the attitude. Then again, it was probably one of the reasons why Rogue and her got along so well.
Kurt smiled sweetly, "Aw fraulien, 'tis dhe season for song and laughter...! And I'm going to do both.^^"
Meanwhile upstairs, Jade rolled out of bed making sure that the snow fight out side had finshed. She was so glad that she had locked her bedroom door other wise one of the guys would of done some stupid prank. She walked down the stairs she turned in her tracks when she saw Logan, "No way in hell am I going to do drills." But she wasn't going to get away that easly.
"You can laugh and sing my share for the holidays, Kurt." Scott said sarcastically as he fixed himself a bowl of cereal. Warren's rude awakening had put him in a bad mood and the idea of the holidays wasn't helping either. Scott had spent the last 15 minutes cleaning up the mess in his room; he wasn't too pleased with Warren at the moment.
"I'm not going in there until I finished my breakfast had a chance to freshen myself up a bit." Star said, glaring at Logan, taking a bite of her waffle.
Sophia just sighed and walked inside with the others. *One of these days, her defiance to Logan is going to get her into big trouble.*
"I don't know what I was thinking," said Logan. "I want all of you in the Danger Room in 10 minutes." Logan began to exit the kitchen as a series of groans filled the room.
Warren glanced at Scott who had just entered the room. Then, with a dismissive sigh, he returned to his seat next to Jean. "So, Jean, what are you doing later?" As Jean began to answer, Warren turned his attention to Scott. The expression on Scott's face was priceless.
"Well, Warren," Jean began, "I don't really know what I'm doing today. Thanks to Kurt, we now have sessions in 10, but I was hoping you could possibly get me out of it considering I wasn't the one who started it." She smiled towards Warren, as though she was blaming him for the snowball fight, but in another asking please.
Scott remained silent, but inside he was about to burst. First it was Duncan, now Warren...
He tossed the bowl and spoon into the sink. "I'll see you guys in the Danger Room." He managed holding back his anger.
Jean,suprised by Scott's rude outburst, she looked over at Warren and asks, "Was it something I said?"
Warren shrugged at Jean's question and headed for the Danger Room as well.
Logan was standing at the door, as the students began to enter. "Hold on, Jean," said Logan. "The Professor wants you to monitor the rest of the team from the control box. Run them through the usual drill for about an hour. As for you, the Professor wants to see you in his office," said Logan to Warren.
Warren headed off towards the Professor's office wandering why the Professor could possibly want to see him.
Jade knocked on door, Rogue opened it, "Whatever you do don't go down stairs."
Rogue was still half asleep.
"The guys did some stupid prank and wolvie got 'em runnign Danger Room drills and i am not spend my snow day going ANY drills."
"So what are we going to do now."
"Let's just hope that they dont realize where not there and that they don't come looking for us." Jade said.
Logan stood outside of the Danger Room waiting for Star to show up. "When I get my hands on that kid..." Logan glanced at
the clock on the wall and shook his head. Then, he walked to the panel on the wall and pressed a button. "Jean, I need you to get in the Danger Room and take Star's place. I've got some special training in mind for her."
*****
Warren stepped into the Professor's office and closed the door behind him. Once the door was shut, the Professor turned around and faced Warren with a grim expression.
"Warren, I've just received a call from your parents. It seems that they want to remove you from the Institute."
Warren's heart sank as the Professor began to explain his parents decision. "This isn't fair! Don't I get a say in this?"
"Warren, that is between you and your parents. I can't just defy your parents wishes."
"Forget it! I'll handle it myself." And with that said, Warren stormed out of the Professor's office.
"Warren, what's wrong?" Jean asked as she noticed him coming out of the Professor's office while she was on her way to suit up, to join Logan and the others.
Warren paused and glanced at Jean. He was obviously very troubled. He took a few seconds to collect himself before speaking. "Jean... I'm in trouble. My parents want me to leave the Institute. They claim that they've found some doctor that can "cure" my mutation. The thing is...I don't want to lose my wings. If you could just feel what I do, when I'm flying...well, let's just say you'd understand."
Warren ran his fingers through his hair as he stared at the ceiling. "What am I going to, Jean?"
"That's terrible." Jean said as she took ahold of Warren's hand, "I'm sorry your parents are making you go through this, but you don't have to go through it alone." She said with a reassuring look on her face, "If you talk to your parents, tell them that taking away your mutation is like taking away who you are, maybe they'll understand, and I just might get that chance to feel what it feels like to fly with you."
"Thanks, Jean," said Warren. "But the Professor's made it clear that he's not going to help me. Look, I need to clear my head. I'm going for a quick flight. Stretch my wings."
Warren turned and started to leave, then realizing that Jean was still holding his hand. "Uh, do you want to come with me?"
Jean just smiled at Warren, "I'd love to come with you, it may be the only chance I get." She winked, "And just because the Professor said he wouldn't help you, doesn't mean that I won't."
Warren smiled at Jean as he stared into her eyes. The pair ran out the front door. Warren took Jean into his arms and pushed himself them off the ground. The pair began to soar high in the sky. After a few minutes of soaring through the air and the wind blowing through their hair, Warren took them back down on the ground.
"You see what I mean, Jean? How it feels to fly? To be free from everything else? I can't let anyone take that away from me?"
"Wow, I can see why you wouldn't want to give that up, that was incredible!" She said with an amazed look on her face. "I'm actually kinda jealous, all I can do is move things with my mind, and not a whole lot eaither, but you, you get to fly, and like that, I don't know why I never asked you to take me sooner." She said with that look never leaving her face, as she couldn't help but look into his eyes.
Scott had suited up and had gone back to find Jean and appologize. When he saw her leave with Warren, he grit his teeth and punched the wall. He stood a distance away to eavesdrop on Jean and Warren. He didn't have to see their faces to understand what was exchanged between the two.
Frustration and jealousy were only some of the emotions that began to surface; Scott accidentally projected his thoughts to Jean. *Warren, with his good looks and wings...What wouldn't I like to show you, Jean, if I wasn't cursed. My eyes would show you the world, but I am condemned to hide behind this damn visor...What wouldn't I give to show you what I feel...*
Jean, still spellbound from what an amazing time she had in just a few minutes, tried to ignore what Scott was feeling. But not able to control her powers of TP, was hard to do. Scott was her best friend. The last thing she ever wanted to do was to hurt him, but she couldn't help but to fall for someone else.
*****
Kurt had suited up and was ready for action. As he waited for the others to show up he decided to make some small talk with Logan, "Um...Logan, how much do you know about...sword fighting or fighting mit veapons...?"
Star had finished breakfast and had changed into her clothes after a long shower. She was wearing black jeans, black boots, and a fluer-velvet top with silk panels that had long sleelves with flared out trim at the end. Her long blonde hair was pulled back in a braid, the two purple streaks in the front surrounded her face.
She then went over to Scarlett's door and knocked on it lightly.
"Baby Sister, are you up?" She asked, wanting to tell Scarlett the good news that she had gotten out of training. She started to get worried though when there was no reply.
"Baby Sister?" Star said again, this time a little louder. Again, there was no reply.
Star tested the door knob to see if it was open. It was, and Star let herself inside, walking right up to Scarlett's bed, which was empty.
Star ran downstairs, now panicked. She had no idea where her youngest triplet sister could have gone. She decided to go downstairs where Jubilee, Sam, and Bobby were, cleaning the X-Jet. They were still being punished for all the joyrides they took.
When she got there, Star's fear was put to rest. There was her sister, Scarlett, dressed in navy blue pants and an old button down t-shirt, her hair also tied in a braid, helping them clean the jet.
"Scarlett, what are you doing here?" Star asked her.
"I'm helping Jubilee, Sam, and Bobby out." Scarlett told her, continuing to clean with them.
"No offense to you guys or anything, but Scarlett, you're not being punished. They are. If Logan catches you doing this, being the jackass that he is, he'll try to torture you for helping out!"
"This coming from the person who defies him everyday. No offense or anything to you." Scarlett said.
"None taken. Scarlett, look, Logan is a jackass, if he catches you doing this, he'll make this your permanent job or something like that! He doesn't believe in kindess or good people. Which is exactly what you are Baby Sister, a kind and good person."
"I've been doing this for three weeks already, Star. It's not like I'm breaking any rules or anything..."
"True," Star said in agreement, "But everyone here, including you, is scared of the guy. I'm the only bloody one around here who isn't scared of him. Besides, he can't punish us."
"What do you mean, 'he can't punish you?'" Jubliee asked Star.
Star looked over at them and grinned. "When our older cousin Nikki came over to sign the papers, there was one thing in the contract she didn't agree to. She didn't want Logan or anyone else to punish us except for her. So if any of us do something really bad, the Professor has to call our older cousin and then she comes over here and decides what happens to us."
"Is that why you disobey him all the time?" Jubilee asked.
"No. I disobey him because he's a jackass and as cousin Nikki said, 'He's Lord of the Neanderthals'. I can take whatever he dishes out." Star said, pride in her voice and a grin on her face.
*****
Meanwhile, Warren continued to stare into Jean's eyes. He couldn't turn away. In spite of everything that was happening to him now, while he was with her he felt safe, content.
"Jean," he began.
However, he stopped speaking as he heard the sound of foot steps in the floor. Warren looked up at the front door of the mansion and saw Scott staring at them. However, that wasn't what got Warren's attention. Warren turned around, and his heart literally stopped as an older man wearing a trench coat stared directly at him.
"Hello, son."
"Is that anyway to greet your father?" said Mr. Worthington. Warren simply stared at him. "Well, I'm glad to see that you haven't left yet. Now, come along. I've already made traveling arrangements for you." Warren's father reached for his hand.
Warren pulled his arm away. "I'm not going anywhere with you!" Warren turned around, and started to walk away. Then, there was the sound of a loud bang. Warren fell to his knees in front of Jean, and then keeled over into the snow.
*****
Logan continued to listen to Kurt blabber on about swordsplay, as he waited for the rest of the students to show up.
"That's it I've had it!" Logan saw that Kurt was taken aback by his sudden outburst. "I'm not talkin' about you. Listen, search the rest of the mansion, and tell 'em I said get here now!"
Logan left Kurt to finish the task he had assigned him. "Star had better hope that Kurt finds her before I do, because permission or not, she's about to get a dose o' tough love," grumbled Logan followed Star's scent to the hanger.
Bobby was getting his side of the jet clean when heard footsteps. He looked down the hall to see who it was and then ran back to the others.
"Logan's coming!" He told them.
Star just sighed, "Jubliee, you might want to hide..." She nodded her head towards her sister, Scarlett.
Jubilee just nodded and grabbed Scarlett by her wrist, taking her inside the jet so that Logan wouldn't find.
"Now, it's time for me to lure away the moron." Star said, running out of the hanger and back up into the kitchen.
Logan entered the hanger and sniffed the air. "Just missed her," he said to himself.
"Hey, Scarlett," Logan called. "I suggest you don't follow your sister's example." Logan turned to leave the hanger when he heard the alarm sound. He immediately took off running to see what was going on.
*****
Several agents appeared from no where behind Mr. Worthington. They all started to approach Warren's body, that was lying next to Jean.
Jean, quick to react, put up a shield around her and Warren, keeping the agents back. While using her powers to take their weapons away, after switching the alarm with her powers and called out to the Professor with her TP. As she yelled out help for anyone who was close by
Logan exploded out of the front door and headed directly towards the crowd of agents. He delivered a few swift kicks that sent several agents soaring to the ground. Logan managed to see out the corner of his eye as several other students emerged from the house and joined the action.
Then, Logan turned his attention to Warren and Jean. Warren was on the ground with a tranquilizer dart sticking out from his neck. Logan then charged towards Mr. Worthington, sending him to the ground. Logan unleashed one of his claws before he was stopped.
"Logan, No!" Called the Professor. "Let Mr. Worthington take his son. We have no right to interfere."
"But Charles!"
"This is not up for discussion Logan."
Logan got off of Mr. Worthington, and the agents went ahead and grabbed Warren's unconscious body on the ground.
"Thank you, Professor Xavier," said Mr. Worthington.
"You are making a mistake Mr. Worthington," replied Charles.
"No. I made my mistake 17 years ago, now I'm correcting it." And with that said, the agents drove off, with Warren in the care.
"Professor, how could you let them take him like that?" Jean demanded to know as the tears filled up in her eyes.
"Jean it wasn't my choice to make."
"Professor, you always tell us, we have to make our own choices. It was our choice to come here, it was our choice to leave. But Warren didn't chose this, nor did he want this, he was happy with himself, and just because his father wasn't you take his side, as if what we want doesn't matter!"
Jean stormed off back into the mansion, as her tears started to fall from her face she noticed Scott was coming around the corner and quickly turned away to walk down another hall so he wouldn't see her.
Without a thought, Scott ran to the garage. He grabbed his keys off the rack on the wall. Scott was going after Warren. He didn't know the guy, to say the least like him, but it seems that Warren connected with Jean in a way he couldn't. He was going to get him back somehow. He turned the key and sped off after the agents.
Sophia stood there, her arms over her stomach. She knew something had to be done! But what? Just then, an idea came to her. She nodded her head towards her two other sisters and they walked towards her.
"Hey, my sisters and I are going out for some pizza." Sophia called out, just before the three of them left.
"So, what's the plan?" Star asked, once they were away from the mansion.
"Scarlett, can you have one of your animal friends follow Warren?"
Scarlett nodded, telepathicly calling on Angel II, a beautiful golden eagle that was one of the many animals that she had at the mansion. Scarlett told the bird what it had to do. The eagle just looked at Scarlett and then flew off her arm and followed the car.
They then ran over to the nearest pay phone, calling the one person they knew who could help. Their older cousin, Nicolette Blythe Miller.
"Cousin Nikki, it's Sophia. One of our friends was kidnapped by his father. I think the father had plans on taking off his wings. He's supposedly trying to cure him. The Prof said no one in the xmen could interfer, but your not one of the xmen. Please help him?"
A smile spread across Sophia's face and then she hung up the phone.
"She's going to help!"
Kurt was confused, he looked around at everyone examining their reactions. He felt a bit afraid for Warren and concerned at how violently he was taken, but he was more afraid of the fact that the professor let them take him.
((To Be Continued...))