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A shadowy figure wearing a black trench coat dropped into the dark alley. Its name was David Fox, but he was no normal person. He couldn't be. How many normal people have huge bat-like wings sprouting from their back? How many normal people have a demonic tail sticking through their pants? Not many. But he did. He had decided he was a freak, a monster.
"Man, I'll never be able to go anywhere, do anything or have fun ever again." David amused himself at the thought. "They'd chase me down with pitch forks an' stuff."
Just then, there was a sound from the other end of the small pathway. "Time to go" he thought, and flew off over the trees and into the night.
"He was here!" The Professor almost yelled, they were so close. "It's like he just took off. I think his powers may include the ability to fly, or at least some form of transport."
"Vas, like teleporting?" Kurt piped up. He needed to seem interested. He'd probably get in trouble if he wasn't.
"No, Nightcrawler. That would be highly unlikely, as I sense he does not know the area that well.
"Oh, ja."
"Well, what are we waiting for? Lets split up and look for him!" Jean Grey said. She seemed much exited about this new team member. That would have usually been Cyclops' line, but Wolverine had tied him up somewhere because he wanted to fly the X-Jet. The X-Men went off in different directions, in search of the mysterious mutant.
How was that, then? So, the X-Men have landed, they've looked around for a bit in the day, and still can't find him at night. Logan has kidnapped Scott, and is now jetting around in the Blackbird. What next? Tune in tomorrow! Oh yeah, R&R!
A shadowy figure wearing a black trench coat dropped into the dark alley. Its name was David Fox, but he was no normal person. He couldn't be. How many normal people have huge bat-like wings sprouting from their back? How many normal people have a demonic tail sticking through their pants? Not many. But he did. He had decided he was a freak, a monster.
"Man, I'll never be able to go anywhere, do anything or have fun ever again." David amused himself at the thought. "They'd chase me down with pitch forks an' stuff."
Just then, there was a sound from the other end of the small pathway. "Time to go" he thought, and flew off over the trees and into the night.
"He was here!" The Professor almost yelled, they were so close. "It's like he just took off. I think his powers may include the ability to fly, or at least some form of transport."
"Vas, like teleporting?" Kurt piped up. He needed to seem interested. He'd probably get in trouble if he wasn't.
"No, Nightcrawler. That would be highly unlikely, as I sense he does not know the area that well.
"Oh, ja."
"Well, what are we waiting for? Lets split up and look for him!" Jean Grey said. She seemed much exited about this new team member. That would have usually been Cyclops' line, but Wolverine had tied him up somewhere because he wanted to fly the X-Jet. The X-Men went off in different directions, in search of the mysterious mutant.
How was that, then? So, the X-Men have landed, they've looked around for a bit in the day, and still can't find him at night. Logan has kidnapped Scott, and is now jetting around in the Blackbird. What next? Tune in tomorrow! Oh yeah, R&R!