Chapter II: Arrival
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The X-Jet whizzed through the sky at lightning speed; they had been contacted by a frantic mother whose daughter had collapsed in a puddle of blood and feathers on the way home a few hours earlier. Naturally, Charles Xavier, being the good-hearted man that he was, had to come to the rescue.
Wolverine, Husk, Iceman, Beast and Frostbite had taken the job and were now en route to Asheveille, Ohio. "Where's the nearest airstrip, again," asked the Japanese woman who was piloting the jet. "No airstrip, kid, we land in the street," said the gruff-voiced Wolverine. "Didn't the Professor do that once," Husk asked. "Yeah, I think so," answered Iceman. He winked at his fellow ice-elemental, who looked nervous at his answer. "Nervous, Frostbite," he asked.
Her response, which was to form a snowball with her mind and chuck it at his head, warranted a chuckle from Beast and Wolverine. "Just watch for civilians, don't land on any trees and you'll be fine," advised the blue-furred intellectual. His confidence helped the blue-haired girl to relax....but not much.
"There, land there," commanded Husk, who had memorized their destination coordinates. Frostbite slowed the jet, let up on the boosters, and nervously performed an almost-flawless landing. She leaned back in her seat, relieved to be back on the ground again. "Good job, Frostbite, though I'm not quite sure the tree-huggers will appreciate your landing target," chuckled Beast. She leaned forward, glancing out the windshield as the others disembarked. Poor tree, she thought.
Outside, Wolverine and Husk were already speaking with the local authorities, who were called on the scene on account of the mutant slurs already spray-painted across the house.
Beast and Iceman had already made their way up to the residence. Frostbite walked up behind them and introduced herself to the woman. "I'm Maureen Taylor. Come in, come in," said the tired-looking, red-eyed and distraught woman. "It's my daughter. We found her outside, l-lying on the ground. Sh-she was screaming and there was b-blood....so much blood..." The brown-haired woman burst into tears at the very thought of her own child in so much pain and her being so powerless to help. Frostbite moved to Maureen's side and comforted her. Maureen pointed to the stairs amidst tears, where a trail of blood ran from outside to the hall up the staircase.
Beast and Iceman proceeded up the stairs, Beast first as to examine the girl. Beast warily opened the door where the tail stopped....
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"Hey, she's wakin' up," I heard a young voice say.
I opened my eyes -eye, rather- very slowly. I was bombarded with light; I could barely make out the unfamiliar faces and many eyes, all that were focused on me. I feared the worst: I had died and they were cutting me at the autopsy place. Yeah. I never said I was sane.
I quickly squeezed my eye shut, I couldnt' see well out of it anyways. I couldn't move my body at all, I'd tried. Just tried squirming a little...
"If you insist on moving, my dear, I will be forced to strap your arms down," said a warm voice. I decided to take his advice My back felt like it was on fire! I moaned, trying to tell them that I should still be on the sidewalk in front of my house. "Your mother called us, Madison. You collapsed on your way home from school," said a voice. Well, duh!! I know that, I had thought. I just wanted to know how I had gotten HERE, whereever HERE was.
I squeezed my good (left) eye closed, and resisted the urge to scream, both from pain, and the frustration of being in TOO MUCH pain to talk! Not that I could scream anyways, I was to weak to even open my mouth then....
"Your X-gene has manifested itself, Madison," said a warm, caring voice. X-gene, I had thought. Was I a mutant? I actually didn't care much then, I just hoped to God that they would give me some morphine or something, since I had already firgued I was in some kind of hospital or something. "Yes Madison, you are. Your abilities are, as of yet to us, unknown, but we should all known after we run a few test," explained the non-existant man. He said the T-word: tests! Plural, not singular! ....Wait til no one's looking, then run run like a bat out of hell....straight into a wall, because I am as blind as a bat in one eye.
The man chuckled...wait, I hadn't said that out loud, had I? He must be laughing at something else.... (I wouldn't know it til later, but I hadn't. Don't worry, all will be revealed...soon.) I started to shake really violently about then, the pain being too much for me. Plus, I was really, really cold then...
I flinched as I felt a LONG needle be inserted into my back. It must have been morphine or something, cause some of the pain subsided, and my head became fuzzy...I cautiously opened my left eye, ever so slowly, just to see where I was. I could make out the outlines of some of the people very fuzzily...one person, he looked like he was blue! They must have given me some strong painkiller, I had thought, because the man was blue!
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Disclaimer: THE X-MEN DO NOT BELONG TO ME, I DO NOT CLAIM TO OWN THEM, THEY BELONG TO MARVEL. Had to get that in there so Marvel wouldn't sue me. Not like I've got any money anyways. ^^;; All the original characters belong to me (Frostbite, Negativity, Rift, Inferno, etc) and you can't use them unless you ask me first. So there. (AishiyuriiKomojo@neo.rr.com)
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The X-Jet whizzed through the sky at lightning speed; they had been contacted by a frantic mother whose daughter had collapsed in a puddle of blood and feathers on the way home a few hours earlier. Naturally, Charles Xavier, being the good-hearted man that he was, had to come to the rescue.
Wolverine, Husk, Iceman, Beast and Frostbite had taken the job and were now en route to Asheveille, Ohio. "Where's the nearest airstrip, again," asked the Japanese woman who was piloting the jet. "No airstrip, kid, we land in the street," said the gruff-voiced Wolverine. "Didn't the Professor do that once," Husk asked. "Yeah, I think so," answered Iceman. He winked at his fellow ice-elemental, who looked nervous at his answer. "Nervous, Frostbite," he asked.
Her response, which was to form a snowball with her mind and chuck it at his head, warranted a chuckle from Beast and Wolverine. "Just watch for civilians, don't land on any trees and you'll be fine," advised the blue-furred intellectual. His confidence helped the blue-haired girl to relax....but not much.
"There, land there," commanded Husk, who had memorized their destination coordinates. Frostbite slowed the jet, let up on the boosters, and nervously performed an almost-flawless landing. She leaned back in her seat, relieved to be back on the ground again. "Good job, Frostbite, though I'm not quite sure the tree-huggers will appreciate your landing target," chuckled Beast. She leaned forward, glancing out the windshield as the others disembarked. Poor tree, she thought.
Outside, Wolverine and Husk were already speaking with the local authorities, who were called on the scene on account of the mutant slurs already spray-painted across the house.
Beast and Iceman had already made their way up to the residence. Frostbite walked up behind them and introduced herself to the woman. "I'm Maureen Taylor. Come in, come in," said the tired-looking, red-eyed and distraught woman. "It's my daughter. We found her outside, l-lying on the ground. Sh-she was screaming and there was b-blood....so much blood..." The brown-haired woman burst into tears at the very thought of her own child in so much pain and her being so powerless to help. Frostbite moved to Maureen's side and comforted her. Maureen pointed to the stairs amidst tears, where a trail of blood ran from outside to the hall up the staircase.
Beast and Iceman proceeded up the stairs, Beast first as to examine the girl. Beast warily opened the door where the tail stopped....
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"Hey, she's wakin' up," I heard a young voice say.
I opened my eyes -eye, rather- very slowly. I was bombarded with light; I could barely make out the unfamiliar faces and many eyes, all that were focused on me. I feared the worst: I had died and they were cutting me at the autopsy place. Yeah. I never said I was sane.
I quickly squeezed my eye shut, I couldnt' see well out of it anyways. I couldn't move my body at all, I'd tried. Just tried squirming a little...
"If you insist on moving, my dear, I will be forced to strap your arms down," said a warm voice. I decided to take his advice My back felt like it was on fire! I moaned, trying to tell them that I should still be on the sidewalk in front of my house. "Your mother called us, Madison. You collapsed on your way home from school," said a voice. Well, duh!! I know that, I had thought. I just wanted to know how I had gotten HERE, whereever HERE was.
I squeezed my good (left) eye closed, and resisted the urge to scream, both from pain, and the frustration of being in TOO MUCH pain to talk! Not that I could scream anyways, I was to weak to even open my mouth then....
"Your X-gene has manifested itself, Madison," said a warm, caring voice. X-gene, I had thought. Was I a mutant? I actually didn't care much then, I just hoped to God that they would give me some morphine or something, since I had already firgued I was in some kind of hospital or something. "Yes Madison, you are. Your abilities are, as of yet to us, unknown, but we should all known after we run a few test," explained the non-existant man. He said the T-word: tests! Plural, not singular! ....Wait til no one's looking, then run run like a bat out of hell....straight into a wall, because I am as blind as a bat in one eye.
The man chuckled...wait, I hadn't said that out loud, had I? He must be laughing at something else.... (I wouldn't know it til later, but I hadn't. Don't worry, all will be revealed...soon.) I started to shake really violently about then, the pain being too much for me. Plus, I was really, really cold then...
I flinched as I felt a LONG needle be inserted into my back. It must have been morphine or something, cause some of the pain subsided, and my head became fuzzy...I cautiously opened my left eye, ever so slowly, just to see where I was. I could make out the outlines of some of the people very fuzzily...one person, he looked like he was blue! They must have given me some strong painkiller, I had thought, because the man was blue!
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Disclaimer: THE X-MEN DO NOT BELONG TO ME, I DO NOT CLAIM TO OWN THEM, THEY BELONG TO MARVEL. Had to get that in there so Marvel wouldn't sue me. Not like I've got any money anyways. ^^;; All the original characters belong to me (Frostbite, Negativity, Rift, Inferno, etc) and you can't use them unless you ask me first. So there. (AishiyuriiKomojo@neo.rr.com)