X-men Evolution
Disclaimer: I don't own none of these. Never have. Never will. What a bummer, huh? I don't really own Marguerite either, well not really, sorta.
She watched as the scientist gathered his supplies and equipment from the cupboard across from her. She was slowly drifting in and out of consciousness, but not because she was tired. The assistants never knew how strong she was going to be that day so they always upped the dosage of anesthetics they gave her. She could feel the changes in her body already even though the scientist and his assistants couldn't see or report anything of significance yet. She despised them all; no, she HATED them, with every fiber of her being. They had taken everything away from her: her childhood, her life, her parents, and even though her best friend was in that horrible place with her, they made sure that they rarely ever saw each other. They knew it would give them something to fight for. But most of all, they had taken away who she was; something that she valued very much. She opened her eyes one final time to see the scientist lower his scalpel onto her skin. Her flesh seared from the pain and it felt like fire all the way along her spine. She felt a scream rising as she could feel and see the blood oozing out from her...
Marguerite screamed as she bolted upright from the bed. She clutched her chest and began taking deep breaths to try and calm herself down. Gosh, how she HATED that. Too many times she had that dream. When she was little, right after it happened, she had it every night, but as she got older, it frequented her less and less often. She rarely had the dream once every six months or so. NO, not a dream, a horrible memory. She lay back down and turned on her side. She could never get comfortable on these lumpy, hard motel beds. She had been at a different motel every night for two weeks, she moved erratically, not in any pattern, so whoever had killed her friend, could not find or follow her as well. She could have been back home within a few days of her departure, but there was no way she was willing to risk leading anyone who could harm her or her family to her home. Home. A place she had not been in almost ten years. A place she missed terribly, but she knew it was better for everyone if she was gone.
Marguerite, or Mac to her friends and family, had regained most of herself after all these years, but there was still a part of her missing, and she knew what it was: her best friend. She didn't see him after they had been rescued from the laboratory, he went home with his family and she went with hers. But she WAS his family, and he was hers. After about a year of being apart, they were reunited when he lost his family and came to live with her at the institute. But after only a few months, she was forced to leave and she hadn't talked to or seen him since. She was 5 ½ then and he was 8; but now she was 16 and had grown into a very beautiful and poised young woman. She was about 5'6 with a slender body, but she wasn't skinny. She was well balanced with weight and muscle. She had very vibrant auburn hair, with more of a reddish tint to it, which hung a little past her waist. Her hazel eyes pierced you and you could feel them looking past your face and into your thoughts and soul. Yes, she was very beautiful indeed, but only those that knew her well or looked hard enough, could see that she was unhappy. And she was. She was lonely and different; a very bad combination in today's world.
But that was all about to change. Tomorrow she would be back home. She was catching an early bus to Bayville and, hopefully, she would be at the institute before noon. By tomorrow night, she would be sleeping comfortably in her own bed again. And by next week she was sure to have that job as the new science teacher at Bayville High School, which was close enough to home. Mac was a VERY smart person, a child prodigy actually. She had graduated high school when she was 10 and had since gone on to college and gotten her masters in teaching for both English and science, but more lurked beneath the surface of her calm, collected and intelligent surface. Mac had a secret; one that she guarded with all her life. But once she was back at the institute, she knew she would have a little more freedom and she wouldn't have to hide her true self any longer. With that thought comforting her jumbled thoughts, Marguerite drifted off into a dreamless sleep.
Back at the Institute...
Everyone was still up and the air was buzzing with restlessness. They were still getting used to their newest housemate, Professor McCoy, or Beast as he liked to be called. Jean and Kitty were on one couch discussing the magazine Kitty held in her hands and they were taking the frilly little quizzes often found in them. Rogue was off in one corner reading a book her friend Risty had lent to her. Evan and Kurt were trying hard to beat Bobby and Ray at a game of Ping-Pong while Scott and the Beast talk about Scott's latest question in his science class. Outside of the room, in the hallway, Logan and Xavier are discussing Logan's latest memories. All of a sudden, Xavier turns his head slightly, as if sensing something.
"What's up, Charles?" Logan asks, noticing the professors fading attention.
"Nothing much," Xavier says back. "Well, I believe we are going to have a special visitor very soon."
"Humph. Magneto?" Logan growled. "Or one of his henchmen? Like Mystique or.... Sabertooth? Logan growled saying that last part as he clenched his hands into fists.
Charles remained clam and a hint of a smile could be found on his lips. "No, Logan," he explained. "No one who will do us or the children any harm. Just...someone I've been waiting for, for quite some time now." With that last part said Xavier looked over at Scott, smiling. ' Soon, he thought. Soon everything will be as it should have been.'
Author's Note: Okay... time for feedback. How do you like it so far? I promise in the next chapter I'll explain all the connections and everything, and I'm sure that most of you have already figured some things out. J Let me know how you like it and if I should keep going! Thanx!