A/N: Please review, and I'll decide if you want me to put up the rest. I have a lot, as I said before, so just tell me. Thanks
Everyone was gathered in the rec room by the time we got there. I could hear them talking and waiting until the "new person" arrived. The door was closed, so I took a couple of deep breaths before turning to Chuck and saying,
"Mind goin' in first? I need to ummm, not appear so nervous." Grinning like he understood exactly(which he probably did, since he's a telepath), he wheeled into the room and immediately quieted the din of conversation. Ever so slightly, I could hear Chuck giving an introduction and telling them all about 'being nice', junk that you usually tell them when someone new comes in. I looked at Logan and motioned to the door. "Why don't you go in too? Need to stay out here so they can't run when they see me?"
He grunted and replied,
"Group things ain't fer' me. I'll only go if the Professor says ta'." Just then, a voice rang in our heads, saying,
Logan and Crys, come on in now. Everyone's waiting for you. I smirked at him and said,
"Why don't you go in first? I insist."
Logan grunted again and went to open the door. Walking in slowly after him, I mumbled, "After all, it is ladies first." I knew that he heard me by the way his fists clenched and unclenched, aching to be put around my throat and allowed to squeeze. Chuck glanced at me, Logan, then back to me. I gave him a look that said very clearly, 'What?' Not taking his eyes off me, Chuck said,
"Everyone, I'd like you to meet Crystal Blackhound. She has the power of hydrokenesis and summons water from her skin to use for any purpose. But for this reason exactly, she needs to draw water from the air to replenish what she has taken from her body. This is why we will need humidifiers in every room until Crys can grasp hold of her powers. Until that point, I must ask everyone to not evoke strong emotions from her, lest she hurt someone with an uncontrollable burst of power. Right now she has a little control, which is why you can all breath. Is this clear?" A chorus of 'yeses' and 'mmhmm's answered him. Then Logan spoke up.
"Is there one runt missin'? I counted and there should be one more."
Chuck looked around and seemed to agree. Kitty got a look of remembrance on her face and said,
"Like, Kurt said he was going to his room to get something for the newcomer. I guess that would be Crys. Let's just, like, hope he doesn't startle you." She directed the last part at me. I shrugged and said,
"Don't worry. Not much can startle me since I've already," here I started to tick things off on my fingers, "summoned a tidal wave out of no where, thought I was crazy, passed out once, woke up and kicked in a steel door then got adamantium claws stuck in my face, summoned another tidal wave, ran around for a time, received my first telepathic message, passed out again, woke up and talked for a while, then messed with Badger's head for a bit." They all stared open-mouthed. "What?" Then I saw that they were looking behind me. I turned and saw a fuzzy blue person in tan khaki shorts and a blue T-shirt staring at me with a look of admiration on his face.
"Vow, man! You actually did all of zat stuff?" he asked, amazed. I smirked.
"Sure Kurt, let me tell you about it some time. You and me, one-on-one, an elf-to-punk talk."
He smiled.
"I'd like that Cryees. But before you tell us your whole life story, can vee please get some popcorn?" he asked pleadingly, his golden eyes burning into my own. I rolled my eyes in exasperation and turned to the others.
"Please tell me that he's not like this all the time."
They nodded their heads and Evan spoke up.
"You get used to it after a while, man. Or not. Depends on your attitude."
I turned back to Kurt, only to find that he was no longer there. Knowing this trick a million times over, I tilted my head up to find him perched comfortably on the ceiling, thinking I'd never find him. He had his eyes closed, trying not to laugh. I grabbed a styrofoam dart and chucked it at his head. It bonked off and his eyes shot open, surprised that I found him so quickly. He pretended to look offended.
"How did you find me so fast?" he demanded.
"I know things. Doo-doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo-doo, twilight zone." He laughed and jumped down from the ceiling.
"I zink ve're going to become fast friends, you and I."
"I think so too, Kurt. I think so too."
Then he really looked confused.
"How do you know my name anyvay? Did I miss introductions?"
I got nervous and looked to Chuck to see if I could tell them the real reason I was here. He seemed to think for a second, then nodded as a sign that it was fine to 'spill the beans.' I took a deep breath.
"Have any of you ever thought that there were different galaxies, you know, different from your own?" When I got blank stares, I decided to evaluate. "You see, I'm from a different galaxy. It might sound like a fantasy, but how else would I know the things I do? If you think I'm lying, ask the professor. In my universe, you're all cartoons. That's why the professor brought me here. I was the only mutant in my universe and since there will never be another Charles Xavier, he wanted to bring me here to help. That's about all I know, for additional details, call 1-800-TOO-BAD-FOR-YOU-BECAUSE-THERE-ISNT-ANY-MORE." At the last statement I got some smiles but most had looks on their faces that revealed their feelings exactly. Fear. Confusion. Humor. I sighed and turned to Chuck. "Not to be rude or anything, but can someone show me to my room? I'm kinda tired after everything that's happened." Chuck nodded and said,
"Logan, why don't you show Crys to her room. You know where it is." Obviously, even Kitty would have been a better choice since he definitely didn't want to help me in any way. He grunted and opened the door. I followed him out. As soon as he shut it, I could hear the noise level inside the rec room rise. A lot. Sighing, I trudged after Logan to my new room.
It didn't take long to get there, and I found out that Kurt's room was next to mine. Logan thought that this was funny. When I asked about it, he said,
"Oh, nothin'. Just that sometimes, Elf poofs in the wrong room. Every time 'fore this, his neighbor's been a guy. Best if ya' change in the bathroom."
I thought about this for a while.
"Sure, I'll take that advice. But if he teleports in here while I'm sleeping, he'll get a tsunami whooping. That goes for anyone else who barges in here without permission." He smirked at this, but I was serious.
Looking around the room, I saw a double bed in the corner under the window with a night stand and alarm clock beside it. At the foot of the bed there was a clothes hamper and a sheet of paper next to it. I decided to ask someone about it later. On each wall stood mahogany bookcases filled with Shakespeare, Poe and other playwright's and poets. I could see the door to what looked like a walk-in closet and on the dresser next to that a stereo. Guess this guy really is loaded. Other than that, the room was bare except for the standard tannish-pinkish carpet covering the entire floor and huge French windows that came in every room which lead out to a balcony. I guessed you were supposed to put your own stuff in it. I mumbled a "thanks" to Logan and flopped onto my bed on my back, facing the ceiling. I heard the sound of the door closing and feet walking away from my room. All was quiet for about two minutes, and I enjoyed the quiet. Then, just as promised, Kurt bamfed in looking excited. "Did you get the wrong room?" I asked him. He shook his head.
"No, the Professor said to come get you so you can vatch our Danger Room session and then vork vith him on your power. Vell, vhat are you vaiting for?"
"Reality?" I grunted. He laughed.
"No, really. Ve have to get going. You might not have to fight, but I do. Come on, I'll take both of us zere." He grabbed my arm and we teleported off, me to watch, and him to fight.
He bamfed me to the control room where Chuck, Ororo and Logan were. Then he bamfed down to the actual Danger Room. I watched as he and the others jumped over hurdles, avoided lasers and buzzsaws, just basically helping each other out in trying to get to the end. After about half an hour the session was over and it was time for me to work on my hydrokenesis. Or as I like to call it, 'the dripping girl technique.'
Me and Chuck headed outside, so that if I couldn't handle it, the students in the Institute could still breathe until he helped me get it under control again. We walked around(well I walked and he wheeled) trying to find a good place to practice so he wouldn't end up wheezing and hacking because of the low humidity. Finally we decided on settling down by the fountain, in hopes that would be enough for healthy breathing. All the others were inside taking a break since they had just finished a Danger Room session. I don't think any of them had the energy to come out. Then again, there's always the Kurt factor. He never runs out of energy.
I heard a *BAMF*, and he showed up in the tree behind me. Turning to him, I asked,
"What are you doing here? Don't you want to pig out on something or relax after a tiring practice session? Just a little bit?"
He smiled and shook his shaggy blue head.
"Nope, all I vant to do right now is vatch you vile you harness your powers. Besides, no vun else vants to do any zing right now."
"Gee, I wonder why. Could it be because they're not on NEVER ENDING SUGAR HIGHS?" I said sarcastically. He mocked a look of surprise and asked,
"Zat's a great reason! Now vhy haven't I zought of it before?"
I groaned and turned back to Chuck. He merely smiled and said,
"I see no reason why Kurt cannot stay, as long as he keeps quiet. You will keep quiet, won't you Kurt?"
Kurt bobbed his head up and down, resembling some freaked up genetically engineered pigeon. Groaning once more, I sat down near the fountain and put my head in my hands. Lifting it up once more, I saw Chuck staring amusedly at me. Not saying anything about that look for fear of my mental health, I instead said,
"So Professor X, what do you want me to try and do first? I want to hurry up so I can get to tidal waves and douse Furball over there," I said, jerking my thumb over my shoulder in the general direction of Kurt. Chuck smiled(since I think it's impossible for him to smirk) at me and just shook his head slowly.
"First, I want you to concentrate on absolutely nothing. Let it all go and let yourself be 'the dripping girl', as you say. Then we will see if you can bring it all back in."
I shrugged, closed my eyes, and relaxed. It felt great to relax, but when I opened my eyes, I saw that I was leaking as much water as the fountain.
"Excellent. You have proven that you have control over that. Now I want you to bring it back in. Concentrate, just like what you did before."
I brought it back in with ease. That wasn't the hard part. The hard part was coming up.
"Now, I have a theory. I theorize that you can bring forth water, but keep it close to your skin, creating a sort of water wall around your whole body. Try and relax, but keep the water with you at the same time. That might sound complicated, but I'm sure it'll come with time if you don't get it right away."
Nodding, I closed my eyes and tried concentrating but relaxing in the same instant. After a few minutes of silence and nothing happening except for some spare drips, I was ready to give up. Then something amazing came about.
I felt something enveloping my skin and my whole body, even my clothes. But even though my mouth and nose were blocked, I could still breathe. Opening one golden eye slowly, I saw Chuck looking pleased. Cautiously, I opened the other one. Glancing down, I was shocked to find that water covered me from head to toe, not an inch of dry skin showed. The weird thing was, usually you see through water blurrily, right? Well, I could see as clearly through it as you might see through air.
"Wow," I muttered, though it didn't sound like my normal voice. It sounded......murky. There was no other word to describe it. "This is awesome. Got any other theories, Professor?" I asked eagerly. He chuckled to see me so excited.
"I'm so glad you asked me that Crys, for I have many more theories about your particular mutation. Many more theories indeed." By dinner time, I had learned how to shoot powerful water blasts, create water shields around myself(I was too weak to include others yet), encase myself in water, control the amount of water I take from the air and how to ride the huge waves I made for transportation. This may seem like a lot for one day, but I'm a fast learner. I was still working on the power of my water blast when Chuck said it was dinner.
"You mean I gotta stop?" I asked in exasperation. Again, he chuckled at my attitude.
"For right now, yes. But we will continue to have these sessions until you feel you are ready to join the others in the Danger Room. I know for a fact right now that you are not ready so don't try and argue with me. Now run along before all the food is taken."
Kurt, who had been silent all along, just watching me make progress, suddenly jumped into action.
"Dinner?! It's zat time already? Voohoo! I've been starving!"
Before he could teleport away, I said,
"Kurt, any time you're not starving is a time I'm worried about you."
He laughed and bamfed off to the dinner table. Then I turned to Chuck but before I could ask him a question, he simply said,
"Yes," since he knew what I was going to say. Turning toward the house and making sure there was enough room between him and me, I summoned up a huge tidal wave that rose up from underneath me so I was literally standing on water. But before taking off and riding my wave to the house, I looked over at Chuck and sent two thoughts to him.
I've always wanted a codename, and now I've got one. Call me Tsunami.
~*~
Needless to say, Scott was surprised when he opened the door to me riding a tsunami. I carefully made it small enough to fit in the hallway and swooshed past him. He was still in shock, mouth agape, as water spilled onto the carpet. Finally he snapped out if it and said,
"Hey Crystal, you need to clean this water up or the Professor will go ballistic." I thought about this for a second, then banished my wave and all the rest of the water back into my body or the air. Again, Scott was in shock because he thought I'd have to clean it up by hand. I turned to him and said,
"First off, call me Crys. Second off, you should close the door since you're letting bugs in. It is April after all. And third off, I think I'll walk to dinner tonight. It's not that far away, don't you think?"
Closing the door, he followed behind me only to have the door bell be rang by Chuck, who needed the door opened. But before he went back, he said to me,
"You said to close the door, and you knew he was out there."
I shrugged and replied,
"No one said you actually had to listen to me. You chose to. It's not my fault that you're gullible."
He scowled and went to get the door. I chuckled and headed for the dining room, all the way thinking up plans to get on Scott's nerves.
~*~
As soon as I entered, the room almost went silent. There was still sound, but you could tell that they were wary from my previous appearance. Only Kurt seemed to act as if nothing was going on. Of course, Kurt is always oblivious. He waved me over to a seat between Logan and himself. I groaned, but trudged over all the same. When I sat down, I whispered to Kurt,
"Just because you don't want to sit next to Badger doesn't mean that you can stick me here all the time."
He nearly choked trying to hold in his laughter, but I kept a straight face, not giving away anything. After all, what kind of comedian would I be if I laughed at my own jokes? Exactly.
Scott and Chuck were the last ones to enter, if you remember what happened before. Chuck wheeled to the head of the table and Scott sat down across from me. Smirking at him and getting a scowl in return, I turned to Chuck as it was obvious he was trying to get our attention. After everyone finally quieted down, he smiled and began talking.
"As you know, Crystal here made an earlier appearance that might have surprised you a little bit. Maybe even scared you. But I assure you that everything she said was true. It is very hard for her to come here and act like there is nothing out of the ordinary, so I ask that you help her. If she agrees, you may ask her questions about her life before today. Would that be all right, Crys?" he looked at me and asked. I shrugged and said,
"Sure, why not."
Smiling even further, he addressed the whole table again.
"Now, since that is all settled, let's eat."
Everyone relaxed a bit after he finished talking, but still gave me suspicious looks. Kurt turned to me and whispered,
"I zought he'd never let us eat."
Laughing a bit, I whispered back,
"Maybe you should carry around a twenty-four-hour fridge on your back that refills itself. That way you won't have to wait. Anyway, why is everyone looking at me like I'm about to blow up?"
Kurt finally realized all the looks I was getting. He appeared confused, then understanding.
"Zey zink you're fragile. Don't vorry, zey did ze zame zing to me vhen I got here. It'll vear off in a few days."
I sighed quietly in relief and whispered,
"Good, because I couldn't stand Badger not talking to me. That would be horrible."
Once again, he almost started choking because of my sarcasm, but this time, he had food in his mouth. Slapping his back, I said out of the corner of my mouth, "Stop drawing so much attention. Everyone's looking at us." I smiled at the rest of the table. "Don't worry. He just tried to eat too much too fast."
Everyone got a look of knowing on their face and turned back to their conversations. But for the rest of dinner, Logan kept watching us out of the corner of his eye. Weird, huh?
Soon dinner was over and everything was cleaned up. I headed back to my room to think. So much had happened in the time span of one day. Maybe it was more or less than that because of the different galaxies. I really didn't know that. All I knew was that I was tired. So, without even putting on pajamas, I zonked out into a peaceful sleep, free of nightmares or terror.
Everyone was gathered in the rec room by the time we got there. I could hear them talking and waiting until the "new person" arrived. The door was closed, so I took a couple of deep breaths before turning to Chuck and saying,
"Mind goin' in first? I need to ummm, not appear so nervous." Grinning like he understood exactly(which he probably did, since he's a telepath), he wheeled into the room and immediately quieted the din of conversation. Ever so slightly, I could hear Chuck giving an introduction and telling them all about 'being nice', junk that you usually tell them when someone new comes in. I looked at Logan and motioned to the door. "Why don't you go in too? Need to stay out here so they can't run when they see me?"
He grunted and replied,
"Group things ain't fer' me. I'll only go if the Professor says ta'." Just then, a voice rang in our heads, saying,
Logan and Crys, come on in now. Everyone's waiting for you. I smirked at him and said,
"Why don't you go in first? I insist."
Logan grunted again and went to open the door. Walking in slowly after him, I mumbled, "After all, it is ladies first." I knew that he heard me by the way his fists clenched and unclenched, aching to be put around my throat and allowed to squeeze. Chuck glanced at me, Logan, then back to me. I gave him a look that said very clearly, 'What?' Not taking his eyes off me, Chuck said,
"Everyone, I'd like you to meet Crystal Blackhound. She has the power of hydrokenesis and summons water from her skin to use for any purpose. But for this reason exactly, she needs to draw water from the air to replenish what she has taken from her body. This is why we will need humidifiers in every room until Crys can grasp hold of her powers. Until that point, I must ask everyone to not evoke strong emotions from her, lest she hurt someone with an uncontrollable burst of power. Right now she has a little control, which is why you can all breath. Is this clear?" A chorus of 'yeses' and 'mmhmm's answered him. Then Logan spoke up.
"Is there one runt missin'? I counted and there should be one more."
Chuck looked around and seemed to agree. Kitty got a look of remembrance on her face and said,
"Like, Kurt said he was going to his room to get something for the newcomer. I guess that would be Crys. Let's just, like, hope he doesn't startle you." She directed the last part at me. I shrugged and said,
"Don't worry. Not much can startle me since I've already," here I started to tick things off on my fingers, "summoned a tidal wave out of no where, thought I was crazy, passed out once, woke up and kicked in a steel door then got adamantium claws stuck in my face, summoned another tidal wave, ran around for a time, received my first telepathic message, passed out again, woke up and talked for a while, then messed with Badger's head for a bit." They all stared open-mouthed. "What?" Then I saw that they were looking behind me. I turned and saw a fuzzy blue person in tan khaki shorts and a blue T-shirt staring at me with a look of admiration on his face.
"Vow, man! You actually did all of zat stuff?" he asked, amazed. I smirked.
"Sure Kurt, let me tell you about it some time. You and me, one-on-one, an elf-to-punk talk."
He smiled.
"I'd like that Cryees. But before you tell us your whole life story, can vee please get some popcorn?" he asked pleadingly, his golden eyes burning into my own. I rolled my eyes in exasperation and turned to the others.
"Please tell me that he's not like this all the time."
They nodded their heads and Evan spoke up.
"You get used to it after a while, man. Or not. Depends on your attitude."
I turned back to Kurt, only to find that he was no longer there. Knowing this trick a million times over, I tilted my head up to find him perched comfortably on the ceiling, thinking I'd never find him. He had his eyes closed, trying not to laugh. I grabbed a styrofoam dart and chucked it at his head. It bonked off and his eyes shot open, surprised that I found him so quickly. He pretended to look offended.
"How did you find me so fast?" he demanded.
"I know things. Doo-doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo-doo, twilight zone." He laughed and jumped down from the ceiling.
"I zink ve're going to become fast friends, you and I."
"I think so too, Kurt. I think so too."
Then he really looked confused.
"How do you know my name anyvay? Did I miss introductions?"
I got nervous and looked to Chuck to see if I could tell them the real reason I was here. He seemed to think for a second, then nodded as a sign that it was fine to 'spill the beans.' I took a deep breath.
"Have any of you ever thought that there were different galaxies, you know, different from your own?" When I got blank stares, I decided to evaluate. "You see, I'm from a different galaxy. It might sound like a fantasy, but how else would I know the things I do? If you think I'm lying, ask the professor. In my universe, you're all cartoons. That's why the professor brought me here. I was the only mutant in my universe and since there will never be another Charles Xavier, he wanted to bring me here to help. That's about all I know, for additional details, call 1-800-TOO-BAD-FOR-YOU-BECAUSE-THERE-ISNT-ANY-MORE." At the last statement I got some smiles but most had looks on their faces that revealed their feelings exactly. Fear. Confusion. Humor. I sighed and turned to Chuck. "Not to be rude or anything, but can someone show me to my room? I'm kinda tired after everything that's happened." Chuck nodded and said,
"Logan, why don't you show Crys to her room. You know where it is." Obviously, even Kitty would have been a better choice since he definitely didn't want to help me in any way. He grunted and opened the door. I followed him out. As soon as he shut it, I could hear the noise level inside the rec room rise. A lot. Sighing, I trudged after Logan to my new room.
It didn't take long to get there, and I found out that Kurt's room was next to mine. Logan thought that this was funny. When I asked about it, he said,
"Oh, nothin'. Just that sometimes, Elf poofs in the wrong room. Every time 'fore this, his neighbor's been a guy. Best if ya' change in the bathroom."
I thought about this for a while.
"Sure, I'll take that advice. But if he teleports in here while I'm sleeping, he'll get a tsunami whooping. That goes for anyone else who barges in here without permission." He smirked at this, but I was serious.
Looking around the room, I saw a double bed in the corner under the window with a night stand and alarm clock beside it. At the foot of the bed there was a clothes hamper and a sheet of paper next to it. I decided to ask someone about it later. On each wall stood mahogany bookcases filled with Shakespeare, Poe and other playwright's and poets. I could see the door to what looked like a walk-in closet and on the dresser next to that a stereo. Guess this guy really is loaded. Other than that, the room was bare except for the standard tannish-pinkish carpet covering the entire floor and huge French windows that came in every room which lead out to a balcony. I guessed you were supposed to put your own stuff in it. I mumbled a "thanks" to Logan and flopped onto my bed on my back, facing the ceiling. I heard the sound of the door closing and feet walking away from my room. All was quiet for about two minutes, and I enjoyed the quiet. Then, just as promised, Kurt bamfed in looking excited. "Did you get the wrong room?" I asked him. He shook his head.
"No, the Professor said to come get you so you can vatch our Danger Room session and then vork vith him on your power. Vell, vhat are you vaiting for?"
"Reality?" I grunted. He laughed.
"No, really. Ve have to get going. You might not have to fight, but I do. Come on, I'll take both of us zere." He grabbed my arm and we teleported off, me to watch, and him to fight.
He bamfed me to the control room where Chuck, Ororo and Logan were. Then he bamfed down to the actual Danger Room. I watched as he and the others jumped over hurdles, avoided lasers and buzzsaws, just basically helping each other out in trying to get to the end. After about half an hour the session was over and it was time for me to work on my hydrokenesis. Or as I like to call it, 'the dripping girl technique.'
Me and Chuck headed outside, so that if I couldn't handle it, the students in the Institute could still breathe until he helped me get it under control again. We walked around(well I walked and he wheeled) trying to find a good place to practice so he wouldn't end up wheezing and hacking because of the low humidity. Finally we decided on settling down by the fountain, in hopes that would be enough for healthy breathing. All the others were inside taking a break since they had just finished a Danger Room session. I don't think any of them had the energy to come out. Then again, there's always the Kurt factor. He never runs out of energy.
I heard a *BAMF*, and he showed up in the tree behind me. Turning to him, I asked,
"What are you doing here? Don't you want to pig out on something or relax after a tiring practice session? Just a little bit?"
He smiled and shook his shaggy blue head.
"Nope, all I vant to do right now is vatch you vile you harness your powers. Besides, no vun else vants to do any zing right now."
"Gee, I wonder why. Could it be because they're not on NEVER ENDING SUGAR HIGHS?" I said sarcastically. He mocked a look of surprise and asked,
"Zat's a great reason! Now vhy haven't I zought of it before?"
I groaned and turned back to Chuck. He merely smiled and said,
"I see no reason why Kurt cannot stay, as long as he keeps quiet. You will keep quiet, won't you Kurt?"
Kurt bobbed his head up and down, resembling some freaked up genetically engineered pigeon. Groaning once more, I sat down near the fountain and put my head in my hands. Lifting it up once more, I saw Chuck staring amusedly at me. Not saying anything about that look for fear of my mental health, I instead said,
"So Professor X, what do you want me to try and do first? I want to hurry up so I can get to tidal waves and douse Furball over there," I said, jerking my thumb over my shoulder in the general direction of Kurt. Chuck smiled(since I think it's impossible for him to smirk) at me and just shook his head slowly.
"First, I want you to concentrate on absolutely nothing. Let it all go and let yourself be 'the dripping girl', as you say. Then we will see if you can bring it all back in."
I shrugged, closed my eyes, and relaxed. It felt great to relax, but when I opened my eyes, I saw that I was leaking as much water as the fountain.
"Excellent. You have proven that you have control over that. Now I want you to bring it back in. Concentrate, just like what you did before."
I brought it back in with ease. That wasn't the hard part. The hard part was coming up.
"Now, I have a theory. I theorize that you can bring forth water, but keep it close to your skin, creating a sort of water wall around your whole body. Try and relax, but keep the water with you at the same time. That might sound complicated, but I'm sure it'll come with time if you don't get it right away."
Nodding, I closed my eyes and tried concentrating but relaxing in the same instant. After a few minutes of silence and nothing happening except for some spare drips, I was ready to give up. Then something amazing came about.
I felt something enveloping my skin and my whole body, even my clothes. But even though my mouth and nose were blocked, I could still breathe. Opening one golden eye slowly, I saw Chuck looking pleased. Cautiously, I opened the other one. Glancing down, I was shocked to find that water covered me from head to toe, not an inch of dry skin showed. The weird thing was, usually you see through water blurrily, right? Well, I could see as clearly through it as you might see through air.
"Wow," I muttered, though it didn't sound like my normal voice. It sounded......murky. There was no other word to describe it. "This is awesome. Got any other theories, Professor?" I asked eagerly. He chuckled to see me so excited.
"I'm so glad you asked me that Crys, for I have many more theories about your particular mutation. Many more theories indeed." By dinner time, I had learned how to shoot powerful water blasts, create water shields around myself(I was too weak to include others yet), encase myself in water, control the amount of water I take from the air and how to ride the huge waves I made for transportation. This may seem like a lot for one day, but I'm a fast learner. I was still working on the power of my water blast when Chuck said it was dinner.
"You mean I gotta stop?" I asked in exasperation. Again, he chuckled at my attitude.
"For right now, yes. But we will continue to have these sessions until you feel you are ready to join the others in the Danger Room. I know for a fact right now that you are not ready so don't try and argue with me. Now run along before all the food is taken."
Kurt, who had been silent all along, just watching me make progress, suddenly jumped into action.
"Dinner?! It's zat time already? Voohoo! I've been starving!"
Before he could teleport away, I said,
"Kurt, any time you're not starving is a time I'm worried about you."
He laughed and bamfed off to the dinner table. Then I turned to Chuck but before I could ask him a question, he simply said,
"Yes," since he knew what I was going to say. Turning toward the house and making sure there was enough room between him and me, I summoned up a huge tidal wave that rose up from underneath me so I was literally standing on water. But before taking off and riding my wave to the house, I looked over at Chuck and sent two thoughts to him.
I've always wanted a codename, and now I've got one. Call me Tsunami.
~*~
Needless to say, Scott was surprised when he opened the door to me riding a tsunami. I carefully made it small enough to fit in the hallway and swooshed past him. He was still in shock, mouth agape, as water spilled onto the carpet. Finally he snapped out if it and said,
"Hey Crystal, you need to clean this water up or the Professor will go ballistic." I thought about this for a second, then banished my wave and all the rest of the water back into my body or the air. Again, Scott was in shock because he thought I'd have to clean it up by hand. I turned to him and said,
"First off, call me Crys. Second off, you should close the door since you're letting bugs in. It is April after all. And third off, I think I'll walk to dinner tonight. It's not that far away, don't you think?"
Closing the door, he followed behind me only to have the door bell be rang by Chuck, who needed the door opened. But before he went back, he said to me,
"You said to close the door, and you knew he was out there."
I shrugged and replied,
"No one said you actually had to listen to me. You chose to. It's not my fault that you're gullible."
He scowled and went to get the door. I chuckled and headed for the dining room, all the way thinking up plans to get on Scott's nerves.
~*~
As soon as I entered, the room almost went silent. There was still sound, but you could tell that they were wary from my previous appearance. Only Kurt seemed to act as if nothing was going on. Of course, Kurt is always oblivious. He waved me over to a seat between Logan and himself. I groaned, but trudged over all the same. When I sat down, I whispered to Kurt,
"Just because you don't want to sit next to Badger doesn't mean that you can stick me here all the time."
He nearly choked trying to hold in his laughter, but I kept a straight face, not giving away anything. After all, what kind of comedian would I be if I laughed at my own jokes? Exactly.
Scott and Chuck were the last ones to enter, if you remember what happened before. Chuck wheeled to the head of the table and Scott sat down across from me. Smirking at him and getting a scowl in return, I turned to Chuck as it was obvious he was trying to get our attention. After everyone finally quieted down, he smiled and began talking.
"As you know, Crystal here made an earlier appearance that might have surprised you a little bit. Maybe even scared you. But I assure you that everything she said was true. It is very hard for her to come here and act like there is nothing out of the ordinary, so I ask that you help her. If she agrees, you may ask her questions about her life before today. Would that be all right, Crys?" he looked at me and asked. I shrugged and said,
"Sure, why not."
Smiling even further, he addressed the whole table again.
"Now, since that is all settled, let's eat."
Everyone relaxed a bit after he finished talking, but still gave me suspicious looks. Kurt turned to me and whispered,
"I zought he'd never let us eat."
Laughing a bit, I whispered back,
"Maybe you should carry around a twenty-four-hour fridge on your back that refills itself. That way you won't have to wait. Anyway, why is everyone looking at me like I'm about to blow up?"
Kurt finally realized all the looks I was getting. He appeared confused, then understanding.
"Zey zink you're fragile. Don't vorry, zey did ze zame zing to me vhen I got here. It'll vear off in a few days."
I sighed quietly in relief and whispered,
"Good, because I couldn't stand Badger not talking to me. That would be horrible."
Once again, he almost started choking because of my sarcasm, but this time, he had food in his mouth. Slapping his back, I said out of the corner of my mouth, "Stop drawing so much attention. Everyone's looking at us." I smiled at the rest of the table. "Don't worry. He just tried to eat too much too fast."
Everyone got a look of knowing on their face and turned back to their conversations. But for the rest of dinner, Logan kept watching us out of the corner of his eye. Weird, huh?
Soon dinner was over and everything was cleaned up. I headed back to my room to think. So much had happened in the time span of one day. Maybe it was more or less than that because of the different galaxies. I really didn't know that. All I knew was that I was tired. So, without even putting on pajamas, I zonked out into a peaceful sleep, free of nightmares or terror.
