"Please come with us." the woman said putting her hand out. "NO!" he screamed "IM A FREAK!" The man knelt down next to him "No your not, your better if anything." He wore a funny visor around his eyes. "How would you know?" The man stood up and pressed his visor and a large beam of red light came shooting out of it and flew into the sky to disappear into the atmosphere. "Oh your mutants aren't you…" The man nodded "Cyclops is my name. This is storm." he said.
The woman put her hand out and Joseph refused it. "My mother told me to stay away from people like you!" "Us." The woman said. "You mean us. You're a mutant to." he sat there. "What do you want with me?" Storm grabbed his arm and pulled him up with out force, "Your very special. did you know that?". Joseph nodded "Yes…I'm smart, I'm involved in drama. But I don't think being a mutant would make me special." Cyclops lead him into the ship "Well it does. There are thousands and thousands of mutants. Many with very unique gifts." Strom nodded. "Yes. I'm a weather witch." Joseph looked at her "Your Wicca?!" Storm looked at Cyclops "Wicca?" "It's a religion. A form of witchcraft."
"No no. I'm not Wicca" Joseph nodded "Well I am. Not a lot of people are Wicca…." He pulled his pentacle from underneath his Shirt. Cyclops nodded. "Well we need to get you to the professor." "Who?" Strom strapped him in. "He is the Professor of the school you will be attending." Joseph stood up pushing storm away "Wait…I never agreed to go to a school with mutants." Storm put her hand on his shoulder "I know. We just want to take you there. Its not a long flight. We have already called your parents."
Joseph looked at Cyclops "Wait….What….How….Do my parents already know?" Storm nodded "Well, no they think your going to visit a prep school. But your father did say he saw you control the wind and to be careful of that." Cyclopes said. Joseph laughed "No that's a Wicca thing. I whistle and the wind will blow." Storm put him in his seat, "And cause tornados." "I DID NOT DO THAT!" He felt the jet raise from the ground.
"So where is this school?" storm started to flip switches and nods "Its in Upstate New York" Joseph screamed from the back of the jet AWERE IN TEXAS!@ The jet took off. As the ambulance arrived.
The woman put her hand out and Joseph refused it. "My mother told me to stay away from people like you!" "Us." The woman said. "You mean us. You're a mutant to." he sat there. "What do you want with me?" Storm grabbed his arm and pulled him up with out force, "Your very special. did you know that?". Joseph nodded "Yes…I'm smart, I'm involved in drama. But I don't think being a mutant would make me special." Cyclops lead him into the ship "Well it does. There are thousands and thousands of mutants. Many with very unique gifts." Strom nodded. "Yes. I'm a weather witch." Joseph looked at her "Your Wicca?!" Storm looked at Cyclops "Wicca?" "It's a religion. A form of witchcraft."
"No no. I'm not Wicca" Joseph nodded "Well I am. Not a lot of people are Wicca…." He pulled his pentacle from underneath his Shirt. Cyclops nodded. "Well we need to get you to the professor." "Who?" Strom strapped him in. "He is the Professor of the school you will be attending." Joseph stood up pushing storm away "Wait…I never agreed to go to a school with mutants." Storm put her hand on his shoulder "I know. We just want to take you there. Its not a long flight. We have already called your parents."
Joseph looked at Cyclops "Wait….What….How….Do my parents already know?" Storm nodded "Well, no they think your going to visit a prep school. But your father did say he saw you control the wind and to be careful of that." Cyclopes said. Joseph laughed "No that's a Wicca thing. I whistle and the wind will blow." Storm put him in his seat, "And cause tornados." "I DID NOT DO THAT!" He felt the jet raise from the ground.
"So where is this school?" storm started to flip switches and nods "Its in Upstate New York" Joseph screamed from the back of the jet AWERE IN TEXAS!@ The jet took off. As the ambulance arrived.