Shadows danced around the room as the four adults
conversed through the night. The moon was well high up in the evening sky
and its light flooded the darkened office with a silver glow. Pressing
matters needed to be attended to and they had been put off for such a long
time to the point they could no longer.
Scott Summers sat in a high armchair as he reread the files on various students. Everyone sat in silence, awaiting his words. "We all agree, that we are getting old and it is time we pass the responsibilities of being an Xmen on to the few selected children here."
Ororo interjected, "Yes, however they will no longer be considered children. If they are to become Xmen then they must resume the roles of an adult. The only issue is, are they fit for the duties they will be given?"
Scott nodded, "Right, Ororo," he then glanced down at files, "Gunther and Rebecca Wagner, aren't they Kurt's kids?"
"Yes and they are both fine students in all their academics," Jean replied.
There was another period of silence as Scott looked upon a recently added file, "Whats this? Whose Lorrelligh Tears?"
Logan who had been standing quietly by the window throughout the entire meeting finally spoke up, "I put her file in. She is one of the newer students."
A surprised look crossed everyone's faces. Logan rarely had anything to do with the school's work. Even Scott was taken aback by the man's sudden interest.
"What is special about her?" Scott asked and Logan motioned to her file. "Read it." He said gruffly and Scott did so.
"What could we do with an Empath?" Scott asked, still puzzled as to why Logan would choose her.
"She is also learning to track memories and." Jean began but Logan cut in.
"The girl can use emotions to high'ten her senses. I've seen her do it in Combat class," he paused and then added, "I don't think she likes doing it though." Logan said.
Jean replied quickly, "She has her reasons for not liking to do it. It isn't easy for her to control and wouldn't advise making her use it. I still have a lot of work to do with her."
Silence once again settled over the group. The tension in the room rose before Scott asked, "Is she ready though? Is she ready to become an Xmen?"
The vote was unanimous, Lorrelligh Tears would be the newest Xmen.
Lorrelligh walked down the hall to Mr. Summers's office with a sense of curiosity as she tried to recall anything she might have done to get herself in trouble. Maybe it was about the other day when she left Mr. Logan's class. Probably. She should have known there would be consequences for walking out during a class.
Relief came when she saw she wasn't to be alone in a meeting with Mr. Summers as Gun, Rebecca, David Summers and a few other kids she didn't know by name but recognized sat outside the office door. When they saw her, a few of them sneered or whispered something she could not hear.
Gun looked away when Lorrelligh met his eyes but Rebecca smiled and patted the seat next to her, in a welcome for her to sit down. A little cautious as to why Rebecca was being nice to her, she sat down anyways.
Guessing Lorrelligh's thoughts, Rebecca whispered, "What you did yesterday was awesome. Sorry for ragg'n on ya, after seeing how you handled things, I think differently of you now though. I don't like Tiffany at all and was waiting for someone to put her in her place."
Lorrelligh smiled and with the same quiet voice replied, "So you don't think I was wrong to walk away?"
Rebecca grinned, "I'd say all the more power to you for it. Some of the girls thought you walked away because you wanted to prove something, like you were too good to waste your time in the class."
"Well that wasn't the intended message," she said, "I just didn't want it to get ugly."
"Is that so?" A low rough voice came over Lorrelligh's shoulder. She gulped and turned in her seat to see Mr. Logan standing behind her. Her eyes flashed into a nervous pale pink. "Maybe next time you should stick around, I'd like to see you mop the floors with the little brats." The students giggled.
"Logan, are you encouraging violence among the students?" Ororo asked slyly as she came from the office. The man simply shrugged and didn't say more.
Turning to the waiting students Ororo said, "Could you all please follow me?" Obediently the group entered the office and saw Mr. And Mrs. Summers sitting at a long conference table.
"Mom, Pops, Hey! What's up?" David exclaimed and was the first to take a seat.
"Good morning David," his father said with a serious tone while his mom greeted him with a smile. "And hello to all of you," Mr. Summers said as he motioned for the rest of them all to sit.
"I have asked for all of you to join us because I am in need of your assistance. Now if by the end of this discussion you don't want to be part of what I am to offer, feel free to return to your classes and think nothing of this conversation. Further more, whether or not you accept my offer, I request that you do not tell any of the other students. Understood?"
Everyone nodded and he continued, "Good. Now on to business, here at the Institute you already know this is a place for young mutants; however it is also the headquarters for the Xmen."
Someone murmured something and a couple people nodded as though they already knew this. Lorrelligh, who had lived in secluded little world for most of her life, had never heard of the Xmen before this time.
"Now, between Ms. Monroe, Mrs. Summers, Mr. Logan and I, we have served as the core team of Xmen up until this point. We stand for the justice in the world of mutants, and have been trying to find peace in the world for many years. Yet our time is up and it is now time for another group of young people to take our places. These people would be all of you."
Two of the girls Lorrelligh did not know stood up, and together said, "We're sorry Mr. S, but we don't think we would be fit for this."
Mr. Summers nodded saying, "Very well girls, you may go back to your classes then." And as they left, the man asked. "If anyone else plans on declining, then please say so now." No one said anything.
Mr. Summers smiled softly, "To those of you who stayed; Welcome to the Xmen."
Scott Summers sat in a high armchair as he reread the files on various students. Everyone sat in silence, awaiting his words. "We all agree, that we are getting old and it is time we pass the responsibilities of being an Xmen on to the few selected children here."
Ororo interjected, "Yes, however they will no longer be considered children. If they are to become Xmen then they must resume the roles of an adult. The only issue is, are they fit for the duties they will be given?"
Scott nodded, "Right, Ororo," he then glanced down at files, "Gunther and Rebecca Wagner, aren't they Kurt's kids?"
"Yes and they are both fine students in all their academics," Jean replied.
There was another period of silence as Scott looked upon a recently added file, "Whats this? Whose Lorrelligh Tears?"
Logan who had been standing quietly by the window throughout the entire meeting finally spoke up, "I put her file in. She is one of the newer students."
A surprised look crossed everyone's faces. Logan rarely had anything to do with the school's work. Even Scott was taken aback by the man's sudden interest.
"What is special about her?" Scott asked and Logan motioned to her file. "Read it." He said gruffly and Scott did so.
"What could we do with an Empath?" Scott asked, still puzzled as to why Logan would choose her.
"She is also learning to track memories and." Jean began but Logan cut in.
"The girl can use emotions to high'ten her senses. I've seen her do it in Combat class," he paused and then added, "I don't think she likes doing it though." Logan said.
Jean replied quickly, "She has her reasons for not liking to do it. It isn't easy for her to control and wouldn't advise making her use it. I still have a lot of work to do with her."
Silence once again settled over the group. The tension in the room rose before Scott asked, "Is she ready though? Is she ready to become an Xmen?"
The vote was unanimous, Lorrelligh Tears would be the newest Xmen.
Lorrelligh walked down the hall to Mr. Summers's office with a sense of curiosity as she tried to recall anything she might have done to get herself in trouble. Maybe it was about the other day when she left Mr. Logan's class. Probably. She should have known there would be consequences for walking out during a class.
Relief came when she saw she wasn't to be alone in a meeting with Mr. Summers as Gun, Rebecca, David Summers and a few other kids she didn't know by name but recognized sat outside the office door. When they saw her, a few of them sneered or whispered something she could not hear.
Gun looked away when Lorrelligh met his eyes but Rebecca smiled and patted the seat next to her, in a welcome for her to sit down. A little cautious as to why Rebecca was being nice to her, she sat down anyways.
Guessing Lorrelligh's thoughts, Rebecca whispered, "What you did yesterday was awesome. Sorry for ragg'n on ya, after seeing how you handled things, I think differently of you now though. I don't like Tiffany at all and was waiting for someone to put her in her place."
Lorrelligh smiled and with the same quiet voice replied, "So you don't think I was wrong to walk away?"
Rebecca grinned, "I'd say all the more power to you for it. Some of the girls thought you walked away because you wanted to prove something, like you were too good to waste your time in the class."
"Well that wasn't the intended message," she said, "I just didn't want it to get ugly."
"Is that so?" A low rough voice came over Lorrelligh's shoulder. She gulped and turned in her seat to see Mr. Logan standing behind her. Her eyes flashed into a nervous pale pink. "Maybe next time you should stick around, I'd like to see you mop the floors with the little brats." The students giggled.
"Logan, are you encouraging violence among the students?" Ororo asked slyly as she came from the office. The man simply shrugged and didn't say more.
Turning to the waiting students Ororo said, "Could you all please follow me?" Obediently the group entered the office and saw Mr. And Mrs. Summers sitting at a long conference table.
"Mom, Pops, Hey! What's up?" David exclaimed and was the first to take a seat.
"Good morning David," his father said with a serious tone while his mom greeted him with a smile. "And hello to all of you," Mr. Summers said as he motioned for the rest of them all to sit.
"I have asked for all of you to join us because I am in need of your assistance. Now if by the end of this discussion you don't want to be part of what I am to offer, feel free to return to your classes and think nothing of this conversation. Further more, whether or not you accept my offer, I request that you do not tell any of the other students. Understood?"
Everyone nodded and he continued, "Good. Now on to business, here at the Institute you already know this is a place for young mutants; however it is also the headquarters for the Xmen."
Someone murmured something and a couple people nodded as though they already knew this. Lorrelligh, who had lived in secluded little world for most of her life, had never heard of the Xmen before this time.
"Now, between Ms. Monroe, Mrs. Summers, Mr. Logan and I, we have served as the core team of Xmen up until this point. We stand for the justice in the world of mutants, and have been trying to find peace in the world for many years. Yet our time is up and it is now time for another group of young people to take our places. These people would be all of you."
Two of the girls Lorrelligh did not know stood up, and together said, "We're sorry Mr. S, but we don't think we would be fit for this."
Mr. Summers nodded saying, "Very well girls, you may go back to your classes then." And as they left, the man asked. "If anyone else plans on declining, then please say so now." No one said anything.
Mr. Summers smiled softly, "To those of you who stayed; Welcome to the Xmen."