RV: Okay I've gotten way off the story I previously wrote in one of my
cherished notebooks. The plot and everything is still going correctly but
what I've typed is not what I had written. So please don't get mad if I
don't update as often because now I have to type whatever comes to mind and
make sure what I type doesn't screw up the plot that I have already
written. *to self* Hope everybody understood that.
D: If I do than they should.
RV: Thanks for the support Diomedes.
D *shrugs*: But then again there are always those idiots that cant understand the letter "A".
RV: Well that just crushed my hopes. This chap should be a lot longer than all my previous ones. Just read then review it.
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There is a strange roaring sound in my ears. I slowly open my eyes expecting it to be extremely bright however it stays as dark as if I hadn't opened my eyes. I can hear Jean, Ororo and Professor Xavier talking near by. Scott is just past them. The roaring continues and is starting to get on my nerves. I push myself up into a sitting position.
Someone touches my shoulder causing me to jump.er, ah.push myself away. ~Relax, Destiny, its just me, Dr. Grey. ~ I hear Jean whisper in my head. "How are you feeling?"
"I cant see, Dr. Grey."
I hear her sigh. "It is kinda dark in here. Hang on a second while I turn on a light."
She starts to move away but I reach out and grab her hand. "Its not the lighting. I cannot see at all, not even the shape of you. It cant be that dark in here."
"What do you mean?" Xavier asks.
"The light I somehow created must have blinded me 'cause I cant see anything," I answer more calmly than one would have in this type of predicament.
"Yes, that is a possibility," Xavier agrees thoughtfully. "If that is the case you'll have an enormous adjustment to make."
"Is there anything you can do for her, Jean?" Ororo inquires. I can tell by the sound of her voice that she is worried about me and is frowning.
"Don't worry about me, Ms. Munroe. Once I know my way around the school, I'll be fine. If push comes to shove, I'll get one of those walking sticks or, if you let me, Professor, a seeing-eye dog. I can already feel myself adjusting to being blind."
"How so?" Jean asks me. I can tell she's fascinated yet disturbed by the whole thing.
"My hearing and sense of smell is a little better. I can sense when someone or something is coming towards me. That kind of stuff," I finish lamely rubbing my right wrist. "Its going to storm. My arm always aches before a storm." Just then the room shakes. 'I guess were in a plane.'
"I suggest everyone take a seat. The landing is gonna be a little ruff with the storm," Scott calls back from the cockpit.
"You may want to heed his advice, Destiny," Ororo says in a teasing voice as she guides me to a seat near the professor.
"Don't listen to Storm. My landings are perfect."
"A perfect dud," I hear Jean's voice say.
I can't help but smile at their teasing criticism. "How's about I judge that for myself," I smile taking my seat then grow sober. "How am I going to face everyone at the school when they find out that what happened today?"
"You've done nothing wrong so there is no reason for the other students to dislike you. However that's not the thing bothering you is it?"
'He knows. He knows I killed those men, but how?' "You're right, there is something else bothering me," I answer. 'Come on; think of something to tell the man. What would Logan do? Logan that's it.' "Magneto said that Logan is my father and Logan confirmed it. It'll be really awkward when the school finds out. Chances are Kitty will have it spread around there in no time. That on top of me suddenly becoming blind, I'm worried."
Xavier squeezes my shoulder with a small chuckle. "The students will be shocked somewhat that you are Logan's daughter but they won't care all that much. In fact when you angry and don't want anyone around they would probably shy away as they do with your father." I smile at the imagery. "As for your blindness, everyone will help you if you let them. They'll treat just the same as before."
"I hope so," I smile. So he doesn't know, good. I should tell him but not here in front of everyone. "Could I, ah, could I talk to you later? I say it now but I don't want everyone to hear."
"Whenever you wish."
"Thanks." I relax back into my seat just as Scott prepares to land. When he does there is a loud thud and a tremble. "I agree with Storm. You need landing lessons, Mr. Summers. Perhaps a certain blind girl I know can teach you." Scott grumbles something as he walks past me. I can hear Jean and Ororo trying to keep from laughing. By the sound of it, I'd bet they're losing. When Xavier lets a chuckle escape, I continue. "Seriously, Mr. Summers, I'll help."
"Ha ha ha! Laugh it up now, Destiny," Scott snaps, "because come Monday you're gonna die in my class." He then stalks out.
I feel Jean's hand on my shoulder. She guides me out of the plane whispering in my ear, "You are definitely Logan's daughter."
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RV: I hope you like it. It wasn't as long as I was shooting for but I got my left pointer finger smashed in a car window (don't ask) half way through. It kinda hurts when typing so I didn't do as much. But it's almost 3 pages long on Microsoft Word in 12 pt. font so that's a lot for a sore finger. Well, all of you review so I know the pain was worth it.
D: If I do than they should.
RV: Thanks for the support Diomedes.
D *shrugs*: But then again there are always those idiots that cant understand the letter "A".
RV: Well that just crushed my hopes. This chap should be a lot longer than all my previous ones. Just read then review it.
`~!@#$%^(
There is a strange roaring sound in my ears. I slowly open my eyes expecting it to be extremely bright however it stays as dark as if I hadn't opened my eyes. I can hear Jean, Ororo and Professor Xavier talking near by. Scott is just past them. The roaring continues and is starting to get on my nerves. I push myself up into a sitting position.
Someone touches my shoulder causing me to jump.er, ah.push myself away. ~Relax, Destiny, its just me, Dr. Grey. ~ I hear Jean whisper in my head. "How are you feeling?"
"I cant see, Dr. Grey."
I hear her sigh. "It is kinda dark in here. Hang on a second while I turn on a light."
She starts to move away but I reach out and grab her hand. "Its not the lighting. I cannot see at all, not even the shape of you. It cant be that dark in here."
"What do you mean?" Xavier asks.
"The light I somehow created must have blinded me 'cause I cant see anything," I answer more calmly than one would have in this type of predicament.
"Yes, that is a possibility," Xavier agrees thoughtfully. "If that is the case you'll have an enormous adjustment to make."
"Is there anything you can do for her, Jean?" Ororo inquires. I can tell by the sound of her voice that she is worried about me and is frowning.
"Don't worry about me, Ms. Munroe. Once I know my way around the school, I'll be fine. If push comes to shove, I'll get one of those walking sticks or, if you let me, Professor, a seeing-eye dog. I can already feel myself adjusting to being blind."
"How so?" Jean asks me. I can tell she's fascinated yet disturbed by the whole thing.
"My hearing and sense of smell is a little better. I can sense when someone or something is coming towards me. That kind of stuff," I finish lamely rubbing my right wrist. "Its going to storm. My arm always aches before a storm." Just then the room shakes. 'I guess were in a plane.'
"I suggest everyone take a seat. The landing is gonna be a little ruff with the storm," Scott calls back from the cockpit.
"You may want to heed his advice, Destiny," Ororo says in a teasing voice as she guides me to a seat near the professor.
"Don't listen to Storm. My landings are perfect."
"A perfect dud," I hear Jean's voice say.
I can't help but smile at their teasing criticism. "How's about I judge that for myself," I smile taking my seat then grow sober. "How am I going to face everyone at the school when they find out that what happened today?"
"You've done nothing wrong so there is no reason for the other students to dislike you. However that's not the thing bothering you is it?"
'He knows. He knows I killed those men, but how?' "You're right, there is something else bothering me," I answer. 'Come on; think of something to tell the man. What would Logan do? Logan that's it.' "Magneto said that Logan is my father and Logan confirmed it. It'll be really awkward when the school finds out. Chances are Kitty will have it spread around there in no time. That on top of me suddenly becoming blind, I'm worried."
Xavier squeezes my shoulder with a small chuckle. "The students will be shocked somewhat that you are Logan's daughter but they won't care all that much. In fact when you angry and don't want anyone around they would probably shy away as they do with your father." I smile at the imagery. "As for your blindness, everyone will help you if you let them. They'll treat just the same as before."
"I hope so," I smile. So he doesn't know, good. I should tell him but not here in front of everyone. "Could I, ah, could I talk to you later? I say it now but I don't want everyone to hear."
"Whenever you wish."
"Thanks." I relax back into my seat just as Scott prepares to land. When he does there is a loud thud and a tremble. "I agree with Storm. You need landing lessons, Mr. Summers. Perhaps a certain blind girl I know can teach you." Scott grumbles something as he walks past me. I can hear Jean and Ororo trying to keep from laughing. By the sound of it, I'd bet they're losing. When Xavier lets a chuckle escape, I continue. "Seriously, Mr. Summers, I'll help."
"Ha ha ha! Laugh it up now, Destiny," Scott snaps, "because come Monday you're gonna die in my class." He then stalks out.
I feel Jean's hand on my shoulder. She guides me out of the plane whispering in my ear, "You are definitely Logan's daughter."
`~!@#$%^(
RV: I hope you like it. It wasn't as long as I was shooting for but I got my left pointer finger smashed in a car window (don't ask) half way through. It kinda hurts when typing so I didn't do as much. But it's almost 3 pages long on Microsoft Word in 12 pt. font so that's a lot for a sore finger. Well, all of you review so I know the pain was worth it.