Lone Star
Disclaimer: Oh I wish I were in the land of cotton old time there, unlike this disclaimer, are not forgotten.
A/N: Another awfully short chapter I'm afraid. I promise everyone that the next one will be longer but like I've heard the short ones keep the story moving. I'd like to send a shout out to:
UNC: Spider-man, Spider-man, swings around on a frying pan.
Neostar: March's mutation is just like Beast's she got hairy and strong, to put it short. Please don't let the puppy eat me! EEK!
TheWolf: Thank you, I haven't seen you before, please keep reading and reviewing. ^_^
Raven: O_O;;; No we wouldn't want that, but don't worry I'll be updating ASAP. My school starts in about 2 weeks so in that time I'll be updating a bit more slowly but I'll still be updating.
Chapter ten, Oldies but goodies
Archimedes Black was not one to be trifled with. Anyone who had ever encountered him for the briefest moment could tell you that. He had a sharp mind and body despite his obvious age, and he had power to be reckoned with.
His power was that of protection. In any normal situation he would seem to be nothing more than a normal old man, but the minute anyone was in danger, himself included, his powers swung into action, it wasn't anything in particular it could be any power from TK to healing, anything at all, he could only use one power at a time though, the only problem with it was the more he used his power the weaker he got, in his younger days that really wasn't that much of a problem but now....let's just say his age was catching up with him.
"So, tell me about this town of yours." Xavier said folding h fingers as he brought his wheel chair to a stop.
They'd taken a walk this morning, not that big of a deal really especially since it was such a lovely morning. Really quite picture esc, the sun filtered gently out of the leaves in the sparse trees that populated the grounds of the institute causing the fading shadows to dance as the sun reached it zenith. But the two men couldn't be bothered with the scenery at that moment. They had business to discuss.
"Yes. Though it isn't really my town, rather my land." Archimedes began thinking how he should phrase it as eloquently as possible. "The Turning Point, they've begun to call it. To the casual observer my land would appear to be no more that five or ten acres of field, but then the area the town was created in can't be seen by those who aren't looking for it." He smiled the wrinkles and scars on his face disappearing under the familiar expression.
Xavier mulled this over for a moment, "Really, how so?" He asked stumped for an answer.
"Well were the town itself is was created for me by an old partner of mine with one of the most interesting powers I've ever come across. He had the power to create a pocket dimension, and at my request he created one for me." He paused for a moment to think something over, "If you were to look at it on a map," He continued. "You would see a square roughly two hundred miles long and two hundred miles wide. Every mutant who lives on my land had contributed to its making in some way or another. For instance one mutant created a wild forest, another brought in animals to populate it. One created a small mountain and one created a lake and small ocean and still another insures that in rains regularly to keep everything in balance. Some grow their own food while other commune with the city. Our town function like almost any other town, we have a jail and a court house, a local grocery store." He spread his arms out recalling the small world away from the world he had helped create, "Everything that would ensure our very survival is there."
"Sounds like paradise." Xavier mused. He thought ideally this was almost like the middle verse the boy Forge had created.
"There are its down falls, you see our local 'weather witch' did you call that one woman who works here?" Xavier nodded and he continued, "Makes sure that everything balances with the weather on the outside. We have no natural recourses, everything must be replenished systematically and getting in and out of our home requires time and diversions, especially when people must make trips to a gas station." He chuckled. "Sometimes I think it is more trouble than it's worth. But then I see mutants who are affected on the outside, and I know they have a good life here. Some of them have left to find a place in the outside world but others are just not ready for that step yet."
Xavier nodded and then the two men were off in conversation, but both were thinking of their loved ones, and how it was true that some of them just weren't ready.
A/N: Review or DEATH! AH!
Disclaimer: Oh I wish I were in the land of cotton old time there, unlike this disclaimer, are not forgotten.
A/N: Another awfully short chapter I'm afraid. I promise everyone that the next one will be longer but like I've heard the short ones keep the story moving. I'd like to send a shout out to:
UNC: Spider-man, Spider-man, swings around on a frying pan.
Neostar: March's mutation is just like Beast's she got hairy and strong, to put it short. Please don't let the puppy eat me! EEK!
TheWolf: Thank you, I haven't seen you before, please keep reading and reviewing. ^_^
Raven: O_O;;; No we wouldn't want that, but don't worry I'll be updating ASAP. My school starts in about 2 weeks so in that time I'll be updating a bit more slowly but I'll still be updating.
Chapter ten, Oldies but goodies
Archimedes Black was not one to be trifled with. Anyone who had ever encountered him for the briefest moment could tell you that. He had a sharp mind and body despite his obvious age, and he had power to be reckoned with.
His power was that of protection. In any normal situation he would seem to be nothing more than a normal old man, but the minute anyone was in danger, himself included, his powers swung into action, it wasn't anything in particular it could be any power from TK to healing, anything at all, he could only use one power at a time though, the only problem with it was the more he used his power the weaker he got, in his younger days that really wasn't that much of a problem but now....let's just say his age was catching up with him.
"So, tell me about this town of yours." Xavier said folding h fingers as he brought his wheel chair to a stop.
They'd taken a walk this morning, not that big of a deal really especially since it was such a lovely morning. Really quite picture esc, the sun filtered gently out of the leaves in the sparse trees that populated the grounds of the institute causing the fading shadows to dance as the sun reached it zenith. But the two men couldn't be bothered with the scenery at that moment. They had business to discuss.
"Yes. Though it isn't really my town, rather my land." Archimedes began thinking how he should phrase it as eloquently as possible. "The Turning Point, they've begun to call it. To the casual observer my land would appear to be no more that five or ten acres of field, but then the area the town was created in can't be seen by those who aren't looking for it." He smiled the wrinkles and scars on his face disappearing under the familiar expression.
Xavier mulled this over for a moment, "Really, how so?" He asked stumped for an answer.
"Well were the town itself is was created for me by an old partner of mine with one of the most interesting powers I've ever come across. He had the power to create a pocket dimension, and at my request he created one for me." He paused for a moment to think something over, "If you were to look at it on a map," He continued. "You would see a square roughly two hundred miles long and two hundred miles wide. Every mutant who lives on my land had contributed to its making in some way or another. For instance one mutant created a wild forest, another brought in animals to populate it. One created a small mountain and one created a lake and small ocean and still another insures that in rains regularly to keep everything in balance. Some grow their own food while other commune with the city. Our town function like almost any other town, we have a jail and a court house, a local grocery store." He spread his arms out recalling the small world away from the world he had helped create, "Everything that would ensure our very survival is there."
"Sounds like paradise." Xavier mused. He thought ideally this was almost like the middle verse the boy Forge had created.
"There are its down falls, you see our local 'weather witch' did you call that one woman who works here?" Xavier nodded and he continued, "Makes sure that everything balances with the weather on the outside. We have no natural recourses, everything must be replenished systematically and getting in and out of our home requires time and diversions, especially when people must make trips to a gas station." He chuckled. "Sometimes I think it is more trouble than it's worth. But then I see mutants who are affected on the outside, and I know they have a good life here. Some of them have left to find a place in the outside world but others are just not ready for that step yet."
Xavier nodded and then the two men were off in conversation, but both were thinking of their loved ones, and how it was true that some of them just weren't ready.
A/N: Review or DEATH! AH!
