Disclaimer:

Oh how I wish I owned the X-men, unfortunately my name isn't Marvel or WB, darn I guess I'll just have to be content just writing about them.*sigh*

Author's notes:

Ok I know I said the fist chapter was rated R but now that I think of it it's more  pg-13.  

TimeLine:

My story takes place a few months after Scott's and Jeans Graduation.  Bobby, Roberto, and Tabitha have finally been made Jr. X-men; Ray, Jubilee, Amara, and Sam, are waiting to take the test. Jamie and Rahne are still too young to take the test.   Jean has been attending school at Sanford University (California); she is currently on a fall recess. Scott is currently not attending college; instead he has full devoted all his time to training with Wolverine and on becoming the leader of the X-men. Kurt and Rouge are currently seniors at Bayville, and are also on a fall recess.  Kitty, because of summer school and correspondents was able to graduate a year early; she is taking the up coming semester off because she doesn't want to start college to young ( she's only 17)  

Key:

thinking

"" normal conversation

{} telepathic conversation

** Small actions i.e. yawning & sighing etc.

Italic words show stress (nervous, agitated, mocking etc.) upon a certain word.

Bold words show strong force behind the word.

ALL CAPS. Show a strong force as well, but not as strong as bold words.

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Enter Psylocke

"Walk on a rainbow trail; walk on a trail of song, and all about you will be beauty. There is a way out of every dark mist, over a rainbow"  trail."- Navajo Song

A week earlier: Sunday night.  Manchester, New York

In an old busted up Jeep, two young mutants made their way up a cold winding road.  The young boy was fast asleep while the older girl drove on yawning every now and then. Her name was Betsy Braddock; she and her fellow mutant were on their way to their new 'home', well that's what the professor told them a few days ago. God! Look at you, sound asleep, I wish I could get some sleep, but we're almost there … 'home' That word sounded so good to her, after so many years with S.T.R.I.K.E  she had forgotten what it was like to have a home, to have a normal life. A few tears slid down her face. Stop being so silly, you don't even know these people, what if this was a trap, huh then what?

She thought over this possibility before, but always brushed it off, this time it would be no different. The young Asian boy awoke and slowly whined "Bee, I'm huuuungry."

 "Sorry Morph, I don't have any ackers, but we're only about 20 minutes from the Institute, I'm sure they'll feed us when we get there."

 With that Morph curled up in the backseat and went back to sleep. Betsy covered him with a blanket as he began to shiver slightly. She slowly drove on; fall was ending and frost was not uncommon on these back roads. *Shivering* Brrrrr! Its absobloodylutly Baltic! Why didn't they tell me was this cold already! All Betsy was wearing was a pair of worn out jeans, a child sized goodwill turquoise t-shirt, and a pair of hand-made rope flip flops. Demic heater would have to break! ... Ah no matter … we're here!

She drove her Jeep up to the front door and parked; she turned around and spoke in a motherly voice to Morph "Come on darling we're here!" She nudged him trying to wake him.

"Leave me alone Bee, I'm tired!" Morph quietly replied, then falling back asleep. All Betsy could do was smile. Betsy went around to the back and pulled out a hand-me-down worn out Native American suede jacket and slipped it on much better .

"Ok then, looks like I'll just have to carry you in. Come on get up on my back." Morph slow crawled on to her back, being only 5'5" Morph was almost as big was she was, "ohbloodyhell…Hey could you help me out a bit" "oh sorry..." Morph just then, well 'morphed' into a backpack. "Thanks that's loads better." 

 "Hello!" a sweet little voice boomed out from behind her. Lucy turned around to a little brown haired valley girl. "Hi, I'm Kitty! Are you Betsy? I'm like so excited that your finally here, we've be going totally bonkers waiting for you! So where's Morph?" Betsy turned around and pointed to her backpack. "Huh?" Kitty looked confused.

"I'll explain later" Betsy said shyly. Wow she sure is dizzy, I wonder if she's always like this…hmmm but it is kind of sweet.

"Like come on in, everyone's waiting." Kitty grabbed Betsy's hand and started leading her in.

"Wait! What about our luggage?"

"Don't worry; Mr. McCoy's has it."

"Huh?" Betsy turned toward her car, and saw a very large and very furry man! *eep!*.

"Oh don't worry about Mr. McCoy; he's the best teacher we ever had! He couldn't hurt a fly! He's sweet ball of fluff!" Kitty chimed in. Somehow Betsy doubted that. I'm sure he's the bee's knees, but he looks like he could be dangerous if he wanted to.

Once inside Betsy was greeted by Professor X "Hello child; how was the trip? I hope little Morph wasn't too much trouble."

"No not at all, he's a real sweet heart." Betsy followed the professor into the living room, where the other student where waiting. Betsy place Morph down and gently shook him. "Wake up sleepy we're here!" The backpack slow changed back into Morph.

*yawn* "Wow really?" Morph woke rubbing the sleep from his eyes.

"Jean could you take young Morph here up to his room, he's worn out from the long trips." Professor asked.

"Sure professor…" Jean agreed reluctantly, she didn't like the way all the boys were drooling over Betsy, especially Scott! But they had good reason too; Betsy was gorgeous; lean athletic built with golden brown skin, long straight shiny dark purple almost black hair, big deep purple doe eyes and curves that wouldn't quit! At the top of the stairs Jean glared back Scott, I'm gonna kill you … just one more dirty thought! She took Morph by the hand and led him down the hall

 "Ow!!! My hand!" Morph winched, looking down at her ghost white knuckles, she let go

"Oh sorry, honey!" Jean didn't realize she was squeezing his hand so tightly. They turn to the room on the left "Here you go Morph; you'll be sharing a room with Jamie. He's only a few months older than you, I'm sure you two will get along great." Jean hurriedly ushered Morph in.

 "Good night" he wearily replied back soothing his throbbing hand.

Back down stairs, everyone's eager to get to know the exotic new student. They are all sitting in around the fire drinking hot chocolate. Jean joined them, sitting extra close to Scott.

Kitty: "So is Betsy your real name or nickname?"

"Elisabeth is my real name, but you can call be Betsy if you like or even Bee."

Scott: "What are your hobbies?"

"I like to paint and read. I love being outdoors, hiking, camping, surfing, rock climbing, you name it; I'll do it. And

 I'm also really into martial arts and yoga."

Bobby: "So how old are you?"

"18"

Roberto: "Doe you have a boyfriend?"

"No"

Roberto: "Do you want one?"

*nervous laugh*

Tabitha: "What kinda music do you like?"

"I like everything, but not rap. Rap is not music!"

Tabitha: "Damn Skippy!"

Jean: "Where are you from?"

"I was born on the Pueblo reservation in New México. But I've lived in London almost all my life."

Scott: "Your last name, it doesn't sound Indian?"

"That's because I'm only half Pueblo, my father was a British 'doctor'."

Jean: "What kind of powers do you have?"

"Mostly telepathic and some telekinetic"

*raised eyebrow* Jean:  "Really?" I wonder how powerful she really is?

Betsy: {MORE powerful than you give me credit for!}

Jean: {Get the hell out of my head! What gives you the right to snoop around in other people's thoughts?}

Betsy: {Well you've been shooting daggers at me all bloody night! I was just wondering why! …oh I see. Scott. A real action man, eh? Don't worry love I ain't after your mate.}

Jean: {He's not my 'mate' … yet.}

Betsy: {Well in that case… {DON'T EVEN THINK ABOUT IT!} I was just having a rib at ya dear. {Not Funny} *sigh* lighten up will ya! No need to go apeshit! }

Betsy and Jean did not notice the awkward silences that befell the rest of the group as they carried on their psychic argument.

Prof: {KNOCK IT OFF THE BOTH OF YOU!} {Sorry professor} {Bloody hell, I've been here not two minutes and I'm in trouble already, sorry professor}

 Betsy tried to pick up the conversation again.

Betsy: "I thought there would be more 'X-men'?"

Prof.: "There are, it's just many of them are not here right now. Storm, Rogue, and Kurt are in Germany investigating a strange new virus that's been attacking mutants. Wolverine is currently tracking down Trask who's been spotted on the west coast. And the other students are too young or inexperienced to be X-men yet, Morph will join them tomorrow."

Jean: "Professor not to sound rude or anything, but why are we allowing her to become an X-men. We don't even know her or if she can fight a real battle." The professor gave Jean a very disapproving look. "Jean I am the one who will decide who will be part of the X-men, and who will not. *sigh* It's getting late. Kitty, could you show Betsy to her room."

"Um ok but I thought she was going to share a room with Jea … {I don't think that's such a good idea now, there's a room next to Storm's greenhouse, take her there.} {Oh ok} Ok! Come on Betsy this way. Good night everybody!"

Kitty grab Betsy by the hand a led her off. "Good night!' Betsy sighed before leaving the room.