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Chapter 1

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He ran, ran as fast as his shortish legs could carry him. He was only eight, why was he trying to outrun Mutant hunters? They were about 30 years older than the boy himself! He ran madly towards the the giant, golden polished gates of a mansion of some sort. He knew where he was going. The hunters were about 30 metres behind, and would have him tranquilised if he didn't have his light grey leathery skin all over his body. He could only muster a few words while running so fast, and that was "Crap! Shouldn't of shown 'em..."

As he neared the gate, he could make out: CHARLES XAVIER'S SCHOOL FOR GIFTED YOUNGSTERS.

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Bobby woke up suddenly, more suddenly than ever before. It wasn't a dream, he could still hear those running footfalls. Someone was running up to the school, and fast. He took a look out the grand, shining window and made out three or four men chasing a young boy.

He walked over to his girlfriend's bed and shook her gently.

"Rogue. Rogue!" he whispered in her ear.

"Wh...Bob...Bobby? Izzat'chu?" Rogue said in the most tired voice Bobby had ever heard.

"Yes, it is. Wake up! Someone outside, a mutant, needs our help!"

"But they might be in the bruvahood..." Rogue said, a little less tired. Bobby hesitated, and looked out the window again. He saw as the young boy grew something like bat wings and flew over the gate.

"He's not even ten, I guess! Come on!" Bobby yanked Rogue out of her bed, and saw the pink dressing gown she was wearing. He giggled insanely at the little sunflower patterns all over it.

"Well you don't see me laughing at your blue BUNNY PJs, do you? Anyway, this is Jubliee's!" she whispered angrily.

"Sorry. Let's go." replied a blushing Bobby.

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//Please work now, power thingies!// The boy thought, //You showed up when I thought how cool it would be to be an animal!//

Long, jet-black bat's wings sprang happily out of the child's back. He beat them madly to fly over the presumably locked gates. He saw, in the corner of his eyes, a boy in blue pyjamas patterned with little bunnies on running down a hall to the main door, which the boy was about to smack into, if the boy in bunny PJs hadn't opened the doors.

"Whoa, Whoa! Outta the way, Bunny boy!" the bat boy shouted.

"Um, who are you?" said the Bunny boy.

"Chris Lawne, Bat boy!" said the now known named Chris,"What's your's?"

"Bobby Drake, nice for you to..." Chris slapped into a banister and fell to the floor with a thud! "...Drop in..."

There was a sudden BAMF! out of nowhere, and a blue-furred mutant said to Bobby,

"Vhy are you up so late?" He said.

"Why are you bossing me around, Kurt? Anyway, it was 'cause he came down here" Bobby said, pointing at Chris, "He's Chris, maybe we could ask the Professor if he can stay for a while?"

"Vhy? You only just met him, ja?"

"We'll talk about that later," The voice of Professor Xavier came from Kurt and Bobby's left, "We've got to get that boy to his senses."