A/N: Thanks for reviewing everyone! I'm posting a chapter now and another one later because of the huge gap. I realise that in London people tend not to leave the streets just because of rain, and also that I didn't name the station. This is just because I wanted to add effect, and if someone on this site lived near the station they could point out the faults. And also the pleasure powers bit isn't sexual, it's like pure pleasure. Lol. Anyway, enjoy!
This was just bullshit. How much further to the school could it be? John clambered over a particularly large pile of rocks and continued walking. He'd been doing this for hours, and he seemed to be going in circles. He gave in. He would call the professor. After all, no-one would think that much less of him if he got picked up, would they? He pulled a phone out of his small bag and thought. It occurred to him he didn't know the number very well, and it wasn't going to be listed. He kept walking. Just then, a small path appeared off the road, and it looked very familiar. He thought: "Might as well try it"
Xavier's School
Bobby sat alone in the library working. How could there be so much homework in such a small school? He continued to write, but his thoughts wandered. Rogue appeared in the doorway behind him, and walked over.
"Hey Bobby, what's up?"
"Nothing, just a bit overloaded with work and stuff. What about you?"
"Same, but I needed a break so I came looking for you"
"You think you'll get a break with me around?"
Bobby began to chase Rogue around the library, spinning in and out of bookshelves, until they collided in what appeared to be the history section. They had landed in a rather uncomfortable position and they quickly scrambled up. One day, Bobby thought. One day, we'll be closer.
London
Storm and Logan parked the bike in a secluded area and stepped into the street. There were hundreds of people around, and they felt VERY out of place in their leather outfits. Passers by either assumed that they worked somewhere with a theme, or were just strange.
"You don't think you could take care of the crowd?"
"It'd be my pleasure"
Storms eyes clouded over as she concentrated, and heavy rain began to fall. Everyone started filing out of the big street, and into shops or buildings. Before Logan could move out of the rain too, Storm motioned above them. Looking up, they saw the rain was spreading around them, keeping them bone dry.
"Cool"
"Yeah, you get used to it after a while"
Storm and Logan stepped down into the tube station, and began to look around. It was completely empty. Signs were up, and on closer inspection they read: "We are not held responsible for any 'freak' accidents taking place in the station". As asked to by the professor, Logan went twenty paces ahead. A mouse scuttled across, and at the sudden noise Logan's claws extended with a click.
"Over there!"
Storm motioned with her hand towards the centre platform. A low whimpering sound could be heard from close by. As they moved in, it got louder.
"Wait here Storm, if the professor says I should go first, then we better stick to it. I'll signal to come in when I need you."
Storm nodded and stood still, while Logan advanced on to the platform. The whimpering stopped, and Logan saw a child of about fifteen get up and back away. Logan began:
"I'm not going to hurt you-
The child threw out his hands and at once a terrible pain racked through Logan. So this was it! Logan retracted his claws so as not to stab him and ran at the child, hoping to knock him out but not hurt him too much. Again, the child held up his hands and this time the most incredible feeling washed over Logan. Not pain, but pleasure. It was so wonderful he fell to his knees, unable to react. The boy took this as a signal to run, but turning around his face met Storm's fist, and he collapsed, out cold. The pleasure stopped and Logan got up, slightly dizzy. Time to go home.