I have obeyed so here's a new chapter *pats self on back*. I have a new
story going up soon in the Buffy area so look for that. It maybe a while
before I can update again 'cause of stupid school but I'll try.
Disclaimer: I still don't own the X-Men. Curses!
Destiny's POV
"Uh!" I groan crawling to my feet. I feel as if a semi ran over me, backed up and hit me again. My whole body aches and I don't remember why. I take a look around my surroundings. Trees as far as the eye can see but in the distance I can make out the shape of a really large structure. Blindly, I half sprint half trudge forward through the mud and pouring down rain, stumbling occasionally.
Where am I? Who am I? How the hell did I get here?
I feel so cold. My feet are bare and all I wear is a mud covered t-shirt and shorts. My body is numb and icy cold to the touch and hurts everywhere. My black hair is plastered to my face, back, and butt except for a few small strands that blow in the wind. Surprisingly I have no cuts or bruises or even a beginning of a cold.
The bushes next to me rustle. Quickly I locate a thick stick and hold it in front of me as a weapon. I wish I had something to scare it away and warm me at the same time. The end of the stick bursts into flames. "Oh shit!" I whisper dropping the torch into a puddle and flee for the large structure ahead. I slip and fall slicing my hands knees and elbows on sharp rocks. Each time they heal in seconds leaving small droplets of blood to be washed away by the rain. What's wrong with me? I keep running.
The structure is a giant house. It looms before my just beyond an iron gate and a brick fence. I climb a tree next to the fence, slipping a few times. The rain still pours making it hard to crawl across the branch to reach an area on the other side of the fence. Leaping off the branch, I land and roll twice.
Normal POV
Having debriefed the X-Men, Xavier gave his orders. "Wolverine and Rogue, go around back. Jean and Cyclops take the front. Storm, try to lessen the storm. Kurt and Kitty, you two patrol the recreation area." He could sense the younger students listening in the hall. "The rest of you go back to your rooms."
"Don't worry, Professor," said Cyclops, "we'll stop him."
Destiny's POV
My ankle broke on impact. "Damn it." It hurt like hell when it broke and hurts even more as it begins to heal. In two minutes, my ankle was fully healed and I could walk on it once again.
Someone's hand clamps down on my small shoulders. "What are you doing here?" the hand's owner asks me. He sounds more annoyed than angry but definitely dangerous if you piss him off.
Which I did. I grab his wrist and spin, snapping it. He cries out in pain and ceases to make any noise after I kicked him in between the legs.
"Cyclops!" a woman shouts over the storm that suddenly eases up. She's close.
I run as fast as I can in the opposite direction. Rounding a corner I crash into something as hard as a brick wall. I fall to the ground with an "Uff!" My head slams against the cement and darkness converges in on me.
Normal POV
"Is she okay, Logan?" Rogue asked staring down at the pale, mud covered girl.
"Don't know," he answered. "Go find Jean. I'll take her to the hospital wing." Logan lifted the petite girl and went inside.
Rogue ran to the front of the mansion.
Scott was on his knees holding his right hand. Jean was knelt next to him urging him to stand. "Come on, Scott. You need to get to the hospital wing," she crooned softly tugging him to his feet. "Your wrist needs to be set. I can to it here or I would."
"Not until I find the jackass who did this and another thing," he said through clenched teeth.
"Scott. Jean. What happened?" Rogue asked sprinting up behind them.
"The intruder broke Scott's wrist," Jean informed her, "and kicked him in the-."
Scott cleared his throat. Rogue couldn't stop her knowing grin. "Sorry. Ah don't mean ta be rude but the intruder couldn't have broken yar wrist. She doesn't look strong enough."
"You and Logan found him?" he asked.
"Not a him but a she. The intruder is a girl who looks mah age but a more petite. She ran into Logan and hit her head on the ground. She's out cold."
"Where are they now?" Jean asked Rogue.
"Logan's takin' her ta the hospital wing. You're supposed ta meet him there." Rogue caught Jean's glance at Scott. "Don't worry about him. I'll take him down when he quits bein' a baby."
"Thank you, Rogue." Jean kissed Scott on the forehead and took off.
Destiny's POV
"Uh!" I groan crawling to my feet. I feel as if a semi ran over me, backed up and hit me again. My whole body aches and I don't remember why. I take a look around my surroundings. Trees as far as the eye can see but in the distance I can make out the shape of a really large structure. Blindly, I half sprint half trudge forward through the mud and pouring down rain, stumbling occasionally.
Where am I? Who am I? How the hell did I get here?
I feel so cold. My feet are bare and all I wear is a mud covered t-shirt and shorts. My body is numb and icy cold to the touch and hurts everywhere. My black hair is plastered to my face, back, and butt except for a few small strands that blow in the wind. Surprisingly I have no cuts or bruises or even a beginning of a cold.
The bushes next to me rustle. Quickly I locate a thick stick and hold it in front of me as a weapon. I wish I had something to scare it away and warm me at the same time. The end of the stick bursts into flames. "Oh shit!" I whisper dropping the torch into a puddle and flee for the large structure ahead. I slip and fall slicing my hands knees and elbows on sharp rocks. Each time they heal in seconds leaving small droplets of blood to be washed away by the rain. What's wrong with me? I keep running.
The structure is a giant house. It looms before my just beyond an iron gate and a brick fence. I climb a tree next to the fence, slipping a few times. The rain still pours making it hard to crawl across the branch to reach an area on the other side of the fence. Leaping off the branch, I land and roll twice.
Normal POV
Having debriefed the X-Men, Xavier gave his orders. "Wolverine and Rogue, go around back. Jean and Cyclops take the front. Storm, try to lessen the storm. Kurt and Kitty, you two patrol the recreation area." He could sense the younger students listening in the hall. "The rest of you go back to your rooms."
"Don't worry, Professor," said Cyclops, "we'll stop him."
Destiny's POV
My ankle broke on impact. "Damn it." It hurt like hell when it broke and hurts even more as it begins to heal. In two minutes, my ankle was fully healed and I could walk on it once again.
Someone's hand clamps down on my small shoulders. "What are you doing here?" the hand's owner asks me. He sounds more annoyed than angry but definitely dangerous if you piss him off.
Which I did. I grab his wrist and spin, snapping it. He cries out in pain and ceases to make any noise after I kicked him in between the legs.
"Cyclops!" a woman shouts over the storm that suddenly eases up. She's close.
I run as fast as I can in the opposite direction. Rounding a corner I crash into something as hard as a brick wall. I fall to the ground with an "Uff!" My head slams against the cement and darkness converges in on me.
Normal POV
"Is she okay, Logan?" Rogue asked staring down at the pale, mud covered girl.
"Don't know," he answered. "Go find Jean. I'll take her to the hospital wing." Logan lifted the petite girl and went inside.
Rogue ran to the front of the mansion.
Scott was on his knees holding his right hand. Jean was knelt next to him urging him to stand. "Come on, Scott. You need to get to the hospital wing," she crooned softly tugging him to his feet. "Your wrist needs to be set. I can to it here or I would."
"Not until I find the jackass who did this and another thing," he said through clenched teeth.
"Scott. Jean. What happened?" Rogue asked sprinting up behind them.
"The intruder broke Scott's wrist," Jean informed her, "and kicked him in the-."
Scott cleared his throat. Rogue couldn't stop her knowing grin. "Sorry. Ah don't mean ta be rude but the intruder couldn't have broken yar wrist. She doesn't look strong enough."
"You and Logan found him?" he asked.
"Not a him but a she. The intruder is a girl who looks mah age but a more petite. She ran into Logan and hit her head on the ground. She's out cold."
"Where are they now?" Jean asked Rogue.
"Logan's takin' her ta the hospital wing. You're supposed ta meet him there." Rogue caught Jean's glance at Scott. "Don't worry about him. I'll take him down when he quits bein' a baby."
"Thank you, Rogue." Jean kissed Scott on the forehead and took off.