A Beginning Friendship

Elizabeth sat at her bay window, watching the sun set. She sighed, looking out. She looked at a photograph, of her and her father, in her hand. She smiled at the photo. Her father was sitting in a chair, smiling, as Elizabeth had her arms wrapped around him from behind, while kissing him on the cheek. She wiped a tear that fell down her face, and looked out towards the sunset. She heard a knock on her door. She closed her eyes, and concentrated. She walked to her door, and opened it. She saw Jean smiling at her. "Hi! I was wondering if you had gotten yourself settled yet, and if you needed anything." Jean smiled.

Elizabeth smiled, and shook her head. "No thank you, I'm fine."

Jean nodded, "Oh. Well, if you do, then just let me know."

Elizabeth sobered, and then smirked, "Come on in."

Jean smiled, and walked into the room. Elizabeth closed the door after her. Jean looked at her. "I was just watching the sunset out here." Elizabeth smiled.

Jean walked towards the bay window. "Aren't they beautiful?"

Elizabeth sat at the window seat, and Jean sat in front of her. "Yeah." Elizabeth sighed, and then looked at her picture in her hand.

Jean looked at her, and frowned. "Are you alright?" Jean asked.

Elizabeth looked at her. She nodded hesitantly. "I'm fine." She stuttered.

Jean raised her eyebrow, "I know a sad face when I see one. You want to talk about it?"

Elizabeth shrugged. "I don't know if I'm ready to talk about a lot of personal things just yet."

Jean nodded. "Alright; so, I hear you've got telepathy and telekinesis also!" Jean smiled.

Elizabeth scoffed, "Yeah. Nearly killed my mum the other night with it."

Jean's eyebrows raised in shock. "What happened?"

Elizabeth looked at her, "Well, since you're going to be helping me with it, I'll tell you. Lately, I've been having some bad nightmares. My mother would always wake me out of it. But, the other night, things in my room shook. When my mum tried waking me, apparently my telekinetic power threw her out of my room window. Luckily, Brian was in the room when that happened, and he saved my mum's life." Elizabeth explained.

"What are the nightmares about?" Jean asked.

Elizabeth looked away, "I can't remember." She lied.

Jean nodded, "Well, you're in the right place. That used to happen to me."

Elizabeth looked at her, and nodded in understanding. "Remember, just if you need anyone to talk to, let me know." Jean smiled.

Elizabeth smiled, and Jean stood up, and left the room. Elizabeth looked around, as the door closed after Jean. She opened the window, and looked out. Suddenly, someone flew in front of her face, "Boo!"

Elizabeth lit her fist, and jumped back, screaming. She looked at who scared her, "Brian! You bloody bum licker!" She snapped.

"Ease the blade there, sis!" Brian smirked, flying into her room through the open window.

"You scared me bloody half to death! I could have killed you, you know!" Elizabeth snapped, dissolving the blade on her fist.

"I know, I should have come through the door. But I'm having such a good time flying around this mansion!" Brian grinned.

He settled onto his feet on the floor, and sat at the window seat. Elizabeth sat next to him. He looked at the photo in her hand. "Picture of you and dad?" He asked.

Elizabeth looked at the photo. She walked to her vanity, and placed it in the rim of the mirror. "Yeah; I just miss him, Brian."

Brian nodded, "I know Betsy. But, his death is not your fault. There was nothing you could do to save him."

Brian sighed, as he thought about his father. "But, Brian, if I could have sensed it sooner, the least that could have happened to him, was him being injured!" Elizabeth snapped.

Brian looked at her, and walked to his sister. He stood in front of her, and placed his hands on her arms. He turned her to look at him. "Betsy, it's not your fault. Okay? There was nothing that could have been done for him." Brian said.

Elizabeth's eyes watered. "Brian I wish I could believe that. But for some reason, I can't right now." She cried.

Brian frowned, and hugged his sister. "I know, Betts. It's hard. Please don't blame yourself for dad's death." Brian sighed, as he hugged her.

They broke away as they heard a knock on her door. "Elizabeth, its Rogue." They heard.

Elizabeth quickly wiped the tears from her face. She sniffled, and walked to the door. She opened the door, and saw Rogue standing outside her doorway. "Hey! You ready to go?" Rogue asked.

Elizabeth nodded, smiling. "Sure!"

"I'll see you girls later." Brian smiled, walking out of the room.

Peter walked through the foyer on the phone. He stopped in his tracks, as he looked up the stair case. He stared at Elizabeth, as she and Rogue walked down the stairs. Elizabeth looked at him. "Uh, Rogue, where you guys going?" Peter asked them.

"We're going to the café. Wanna come?" Rogue asked.

Peter shook his head. He looked back at Elizabeth. "So, you like it here so far?" Peter asked, smiling.

Elizabeth shrugged, "Its okay. I haven't been out of my room really."

Peter grinned more, "It gets better."

Elizabeth raised her eyebrow at him suspiciously, and Rogue looked at him. "We're leavin' now." Rogue grinned.

Elizabeth looked at her, and then back at him. She followed Rogue towards the carport. Peter stared after her, with a smile on his face.

Charles sat in his office. Logan walked in, and closed the door after himself. He walked to the chair in front of Charles' desk, and sat down. "You wanted to see me, Chuck?" Logan asked.

"Yes, Logan; I would like for you to train the Braddock twins; although you may not need to work that much with Elizabeth." Charles smiled.

"Okay, Charles. I guess it shouldn't be that hard then! It'll probably be easier to train them than the rest of the stubborn kids you got me with." Logan smirked.

Charles smiled, and raised his eyebrow, "Well, Logan, you may be taken off guard a little bit."

Logan raised his eyebrow suspiciously.

Elizabeth drank out of her tea, sitting at a table across from Rogue. "So; what's the long story?" Rogue smiled.

Elizabeth smirked, looking at her. "Well, when I was a small child, my powers began to emerge," Elizabeth sighed, and looked down at her tea, "A group of ninja terrorists found out somehow. My father was a wealthy nobleman, who studied on human genes and development; he was very well known throughout Europe regarding his work. We've wondered if that's how they found out about me somehow. Anyway; they had broken into my family's home, and kidnapped me. They held me somewhere in Thailand," She looked up at Rogue, "They trained me in martial arts, and taught me how to use my powers to form my psychic blade; to assassinate people. They trained me to be an assassin for world leaders. They went so far as to reform my whole entire body." She explained.

"Reform your body?" Rogue asked.

Elizabeth drank her tea, and nodded. She looked at her, "I was born with blonde hair and blue eyes. I looked exactly like Brian; hence, why we're twins and look nothing alike now."

Elizabeth took another drink from her tea. "Whoa!" Rogue sighed.

Elizabeth smiled, and looked at her, "What about you? What's the story behind the Rogue?"

Rogue smiled, "Well, I'm from Mississippi. I was adopted around as a child. Before the Institute, I was adopted by a woman named Irene. I mean, I thought I had a skin condition my whole life. But then, at a dance about a year ago, a boy asked me to dance. Then, he touched me. I absorbed everything of him into me, and put him in a coma for three weeks."

Elizabeth smiled at her. "Don't worry about it. I guess we are in the right place."

Rogue looked at her, and grinned, "Yeah, we are."