Authors Note: You can post this story anywhere ya like as long as you ask me first other wise I'll get MAD 'kay? 0:) I own Falcon you can use her as long as ya ask me first and give me all the credit for her character! Enjoy and please Review!!!! This is like my first X-MEN fan-fic so, I'm gonna say it again -Please please please please read and review!!
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Chapter 1
A girl walked the streets of New York apparently aimlessly, not noticing the other 3 mutants following her.
"Remind me 'gain why we're doin' this?" Wolverine complained,
"Because the Professor told us too." Stated Cyclops for the millionth time.
"Yeah but, why?"
"The Professor just said to follow the girl and get her to come and speak to him."
"Great, now we're running errands!"
Suddenly the girl dipped into a back alley; the X-Men followed and saw a group of youths waiting in front of the girl.
"Uhhh hi guys...?" the girl stopped short of the youths when she saw them,
"Hi freak. Now, what have we told you about coming here mutie?"
"You said that I couldn't go down the other alleys -not this one." She pointed out,
"Now you can't come down this one alright?"
"No. I like this alley." The girl stood her ground -not for long however,
"Oooooh, what are you gonna do: kill us?" leered another as the group closed into a tight circle around her.
From behind a wall the X-Men observed the scene,
"They're gonna beat the living crap outta her!" whispered Logan,
"We CAN'T let them do that Scott." Agreed Storm.
However, even as they said this, he punch was thrown sending the teenager to the floor.
"Alright. On three. One, two, three!" The X-Men charged out of they're hiding spot into the throng of gangsters knocking them some out of the way while the rest merely ran out of fear after seeing three mutants chasing towards them. Once they had all gone Storm kneeled down next to the girl.
She had long straight brown hair streaked in varying degress of ranging colours, including blue, red, gold and pink, that she had tied into a plait, a pale complexion and hazel eyes and now a bruise was beginning to show along her cheekbone.
The girl wore street clothes in the form of jeans at least 2 sizes too big for her; a grey long-sleeved shirt underneath a plain blue T-shirt while a sleeveless denim jacket was on top.
"She's been on her own for a while -or she likes a lot of layers." Ororo said as Cyclops came over with Wolverine,
"I am here y'know." As she paused to sit up she gave Wolverine a 'you're-weird-look' and carried on, "It's the first one."
"You okay?" asked Storm,
"Sure."
"Do you have a name?" Cyclops asked,
"Yep."
"Can you tell us what it is?"
"Yep."
As we all know Logan has a short temper so he got sick of all this 'yepping' and 'sure' quickly,
"Tell us your name now then." He demanded gruffly,
"Sure if ya'd jus' calm down a bit jeez. They call me Falcon."
"Do you want to come with us?" pushed Scott, giving Logan an icy stare through his glasses,
"Why the hell would I wanna do that?" questioned Falcon as she got up off of the ground.
"WHY??!! We just saved ya arse THAT'S why!" yelled Logan.
"You ARE mutants right?" she didn't carry on before they had all nodded, "Right then. I could've flown outta there when ever I wanted, why do you think they call me 'Falcon' because I have a flippin' beak? Jeez you guys!"
"You can fly?" asked Scott,
"Yeah. Among other things."
"Falcon if you come with us we'll give you some food and drink plus a bed." Reasoned Storm,
"Done!" was the immediate response.
The four mutants walked out of the alley quickly, not wanting the previous gang to arrive with more members, and they made their way back to the mansion with Falcon trailing behind them wondering if they would notice her leaving or not. After the first two tries, she realised they did notice everytime and dragged her feet the rest of the way. What had she gotten herself into now?
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