Simple Enigma
Disclaimer: I don't own X-Men, or claim to. Kyle is a girl, I just like the name on her. She is also mine. Miguel belongs to me as well. Please tell me how I'm doing, it's my first X-Men fic.
"these mean spoken words"
*These mean thoughts*
The doorbell to the Xavier Institute for Gifted Youngsters rang, and Miguel answered it. "May I help you?" he asked.
Kyle looked up. "I'm looking for Professor Charles Xavier" she said as she rolled into the hallway. Miguel noticed that the Prof. and this stranger resembled each other a lot... that and the fact that they were both in wheel-chairs. "I'll get him" Miguel said. *Professor!* he called out with his mind. *There's someone here to see you*
*Thank you Miguel,* he heard the reply. *I'll be out in a minute.*
"He'll be right out" Miguel said to Kyle. "Can I get you anything?" Kyle shook her head.
"Kyle?" the Professor's deep voice came from the doorway. Kyle turned in her chair as he rolled towards her. "Hi Daddy," she replied.
"Daddy?" Miguel asked incredulously. Logan and Storm walked in. Logan sniffed. "Kyle," he said, a low growl in his throat.
"Wolvie" Kyle grinned mischievously at him. For a minute they glared at each other. Kyle was first to crack into a wide smile. "Gimmie a hug ya big brute." Logan smiled back, a rare occurrence. They had only met once, a few years ago when Logan was looking for his past. They had met in a bar in Canada, only for a short while, but became friends and stayed in touch. "Did you come to see me?" Logan asked.
Kyle shook her head and turned to the professor. "Daddy, I came to ask your help." Loan raised an eyebrow at Charles. "Daddy?"
"I'll explain everything later" Charles replied. "Come into my office." Kyle, Logan, Miguel and Storm followed the Professor.
"How are you, child?" Storm asked as Charles rolled behind his desk. "I'm ok" Kyle replied. "Well, you'll see." Charles cleared his throat. "What's wrong Kyle?"
Kyle sighed. "Well, I know you're a mutant" she began. "And I've always wondered if I would inherit your... trait. Well, I found my answer." She paused.
"And that is?" Miguel spoke up. Kyle held up a finger and sneezed loudly. When she did, every light bulb in Xavier's office exploded. Kyle shook her head. "Yes."
Miguel looked around the darkened office. The only lumination came from the sunlight pouring through the windows. "Wow" he whispered.
"What exactly is your power?" Storm asked.
"I can manipulate electricity" Kyle replied, itching her nose. "What you saw was an instance where I can't control it." She paused. "Do you remember the blackout half the city had about a week ago?" They nodded. "Yea that was me."
Charles nodded. "Well then" he said. "Miguel, would you take her to her room?" Miguel nodded and turned to Kyle. "Follow me."
They walked down a long hallway until they came to a dead end. "Now where?" Kyle asked, her hazel eyes scanning the wall. Miguel smiled and reached out to push a button. As he touched it, his expression became one of pain. "Are you alright?" Kyle asked worriedly.
Miguel nodded. "The last person to use the elevator was hurt" he said as they walked in. "How do you know that?" Kyle asked as the walls closed behind them.
"I'm an empath" Miguel explained. "I can sense people's feelings by touching something they touched... sometimes even see their memories."
"So you're telepathic?"
"No, but I can sense people's emotions. It comes in handy sometimes."
The doors opened on the second floor. "This way."
"Will I have a roomie?" Kyle asked nervously. Miguel shook his head. "No, but me and you'll share a bathroom." Kyle raised her eyebrows. "It's the last room on this floor." Miguel explained as he unlocked her door. "Here's your key" he said, handing it to her. "Dinner's around six. I guess you can get ready." He started to close the door. "Wait" Kyle spoke up.
"Yea?"
Kyle blushed lightly. "Save me a seat?" she asked. Miguel nodded. "Definatly." He closed the door.
When he was gone, Kyle relaxed. "An empath... I hope he doesn't find out"
A/N: So, what's Kyle's story? Find out in the next chapter! Please review!
Disclaimer: I don't own X-Men, or claim to. Kyle is a girl, I just like the name on her. She is also mine. Miguel belongs to me as well. Please tell me how I'm doing, it's my first X-Men fic.
"these mean spoken words"
*These mean thoughts*
The doorbell to the Xavier Institute for Gifted Youngsters rang, and Miguel answered it. "May I help you?" he asked.
Kyle looked up. "I'm looking for Professor Charles Xavier" she said as she rolled into the hallway. Miguel noticed that the Prof. and this stranger resembled each other a lot... that and the fact that they were both in wheel-chairs. "I'll get him" Miguel said. *Professor!* he called out with his mind. *There's someone here to see you*
*Thank you Miguel,* he heard the reply. *I'll be out in a minute.*
"He'll be right out" Miguel said to Kyle. "Can I get you anything?" Kyle shook her head.
"Kyle?" the Professor's deep voice came from the doorway. Kyle turned in her chair as he rolled towards her. "Hi Daddy," she replied.
"Daddy?" Miguel asked incredulously. Logan and Storm walked in. Logan sniffed. "Kyle," he said, a low growl in his throat.
"Wolvie" Kyle grinned mischievously at him. For a minute they glared at each other. Kyle was first to crack into a wide smile. "Gimmie a hug ya big brute." Logan smiled back, a rare occurrence. They had only met once, a few years ago when Logan was looking for his past. They had met in a bar in Canada, only for a short while, but became friends and stayed in touch. "Did you come to see me?" Logan asked.
Kyle shook her head and turned to the professor. "Daddy, I came to ask your help." Loan raised an eyebrow at Charles. "Daddy?"
"I'll explain everything later" Charles replied. "Come into my office." Kyle, Logan, Miguel and Storm followed the Professor.
"How are you, child?" Storm asked as Charles rolled behind his desk. "I'm ok" Kyle replied. "Well, you'll see." Charles cleared his throat. "What's wrong Kyle?"
Kyle sighed. "Well, I know you're a mutant" she began. "And I've always wondered if I would inherit your... trait. Well, I found my answer." She paused.
"And that is?" Miguel spoke up. Kyle held up a finger and sneezed loudly. When she did, every light bulb in Xavier's office exploded. Kyle shook her head. "Yes."
Miguel looked around the darkened office. The only lumination came from the sunlight pouring through the windows. "Wow" he whispered.
"What exactly is your power?" Storm asked.
"I can manipulate electricity" Kyle replied, itching her nose. "What you saw was an instance where I can't control it." She paused. "Do you remember the blackout half the city had about a week ago?" They nodded. "Yea that was me."
Charles nodded. "Well then" he said. "Miguel, would you take her to her room?" Miguel nodded and turned to Kyle. "Follow me."
They walked down a long hallway until they came to a dead end. "Now where?" Kyle asked, her hazel eyes scanning the wall. Miguel smiled and reached out to push a button. As he touched it, his expression became one of pain. "Are you alright?" Kyle asked worriedly.
Miguel nodded. "The last person to use the elevator was hurt" he said as they walked in. "How do you know that?" Kyle asked as the walls closed behind them.
"I'm an empath" Miguel explained. "I can sense people's feelings by touching something they touched... sometimes even see their memories."
"So you're telepathic?"
"No, but I can sense people's emotions. It comes in handy sometimes."
The doors opened on the second floor. "This way."
"Will I have a roomie?" Kyle asked nervously. Miguel shook his head. "No, but me and you'll share a bathroom." Kyle raised her eyebrows. "It's the last room on this floor." Miguel explained as he unlocked her door. "Here's your key" he said, handing it to her. "Dinner's around six. I guess you can get ready." He started to close the door. "Wait" Kyle spoke up.
"Yea?"
Kyle blushed lightly. "Save me a seat?" she asked. Miguel nodded. "Definatly." He closed the door.
When he was gone, Kyle relaxed. "An empath... I hope he doesn't find out"
A/N: So, what's Kyle's story? Find out in the next chapter! Please review!