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Author's Note: I changed some things around to suit me.
Change. Lupine Draconis
CHAPTER 1
Emma Frost watched the minibus pull away and sighed, the place was going to seem quiet for the few days that the students had gone to stay with professor Xavier. She turned to the man that stood to her left.
"What are we going to do without them, Sean?"
Sean Cassidy smiled at Emma and chuckled.
"Sleep easily at night?" he suggested, before sobering up. "Face it, Em, they've got to meet the other teams. What happens if one of them goes up and they don't know a soul? They'll fail before they get a chance."
Emma smiled thinly before sitting down at her desk and pulling out some paperwork.
"At least I'll get a chance to do this now," she picked up her pen and started to work.
Sean watched her for a few minutes before quietly leaving the room and shutting the door behind him.
He was asleep when the telephone rang, groggily he reached for the receiver and put it to his ear.
"H'llo, Massachusetts Academy. Sean Cassidy speaking how can I help?"
"Sean?" the voice on the other end was clear and well spoken. "I am sorry to bother you, but we have a problem that might be best sorted out by you."
Sean blinked the last few remnants of sleep from his eyes and listened intently.
"What can I do f'r ye, professor?"
"I have a young mutant here who I would like to attend the Academy."
"Aye?" Sean sounded a little suspicious.
"Her name is Blaize, she is sixteen and having some trouble controlling all of her mutant powers."
Sean sucked in a breath. "Emma isn't going ta like this. She likes ta be the one ta decide on the students."
"I have already contacted Emma telepathically and informed her of Blaize's arrival."
"Which is when?"
"Emma and I both feel it necessary for Blaize to settle into the Academy before the other students return. Therefore I have asked Nightcrawler to teleport her over in ten minutes."
Sean groaned and swung his legs over the edge of the bed. "So a good night's sleep is out then."
"I am afraid so. I am sorry about this Sean, but you were the only place I could think of that would be safe for Blaize."
Sean shook his head. "Don't worry about it, professor."
"Thank you." Professor Charles Xavier hung up the telephone in his study and stared at it for a long time.
Sean hung up the phone and stood up, opening the door he peered down the darkened hall before remembering that the students were not in their rooms. He walked swiftly down the hall to the girl's wing and met Emma as she was leaving an empty room.
"It's all ready for her." Emma said as Sean leant on the wall.
"She'll be fine." Sean reassured her before turning around and starting back up the hall, leaving Emma to follow at her leisure.
* * * *
Kurt Wagner searched the mansion for his young charge, but found no sign of her. He asked everyone that he saw but no one had seen hide nor hair of her. He saw a small man in the distance and teleported next to him.
"Herr Logan," he greeted. "Have you seen Blaize?"
Logan stared back at him, his dark eyes taking in Kurt's indigo fuzzy fur. "Long time no see, elf. She's on the roof out back. Just above the doors, it's the only accessible part."
"Danke," Kurt smiled as he teleported onto the roof.
The young girl was indeed sitting on the tiles, her knees drawn up and her arms wrapped around them with her chin resting on top. She didn't even look at Kurt as he appeared out of thin air beside her.
"Hey, guess we're going now." She sighed.
Kurt looked at her; she looked far older than her sixteen years. Her face made her look twenty-six and the mirrored shades that she constantly wore made her seem that much older. But the thing that got to Kurt the most was the way her shoulder bowed as though she had the weight of the world on them. He smiled gently at her and nodded, Blaize bit her bottom lip but refused to look up.
"Brace yourself, liebchen," Kurt said as he concentrated on the Massachusetts Academy.
With a small implosion of air they disappeared from the roof and when Blaize opened her eyes she was in a bedroom. As she looked up she saw a man and woman standing next to each other in the doorway. The man stepped forward.
"Good evening, my name is Sean Cassidy. Anything ye need jus' ask me."
Blaize looked at him but said nothing as the woman moved forward.
"I am Emma Frost. Welcome to the Massachusetts Academy."
Blaize stared Emma in the eyes, but still said nothing. She looked over her shoulder at Kurt as he moved to stand beside her and put his arm around her shoulders.
"Don't worry, liebchen. You'll have fun, just give yourself time to settle in first." He smiled and waved as he disappeared into thin air.
Blaize sighed and turned to face Emma and Sean, her eyes hidden behind the shades. Her auburn hair was held back with a black ribbon and she held a small bag in her hand. Emma looked at her clothes with a look of distaste, before turning and leaving the room. Sean shrugged apologetically before following.
Blaize looked down at her ensemble, the ripped jeans didn't show too much skin and the top, although skin tight, had a high neckline and reached the waistband of the jeans.
Shrugging her shoulders she opened the bag and pulled out a midnight blue silk nightie. Slipping into it she untied her hair and brushed it thoroughly before climbing into the bed and settling down to sleep.
Author's Note: I changed some things around to suit me.
Change. Lupine Draconis
CHAPTER 1
Emma Frost watched the minibus pull away and sighed, the place was going to seem quiet for the few days that the students had gone to stay with professor Xavier. She turned to the man that stood to her left.
"What are we going to do without them, Sean?"
Sean Cassidy smiled at Emma and chuckled.
"Sleep easily at night?" he suggested, before sobering up. "Face it, Em, they've got to meet the other teams. What happens if one of them goes up and they don't know a soul? They'll fail before they get a chance."
Emma smiled thinly before sitting down at her desk and pulling out some paperwork.
"At least I'll get a chance to do this now," she picked up her pen and started to work.
Sean watched her for a few minutes before quietly leaving the room and shutting the door behind him.
He was asleep when the telephone rang, groggily he reached for the receiver and put it to his ear.
"H'llo, Massachusetts Academy. Sean Cassidy speaking how can I help?"
"Sean?" the voice on the other end was clear and well spoken. "I am sorry to bother you, but we have a problem that might be best sorted out by you."
Sean blinked the last few remnants of sleep from his eyes and listened intently.
"What can I do f'r ye, professor?"
"I have a young mutant here who I would like to attend the Academy."
"Aye?" Sean sounded a little suspicious.
"Her name is Blaize, she is sixteen and having some trouble controlling all of her mutant powers."
Sean sucked in a breath. "Emma isn't going ta like this. She likes ta be the one ta decide on the students."
"I have already contacted Emma telepathically and informed her of Blaize's arrival."
"Which is when?"
"Emma and I both feel it necessary for Blaize to settle into the Academy before the other students return. Therefore I have asked Nightcrawler to teleport her over in ten minutes."
Sean groaned and swung his legs over the edge of the bed. "So a good night's sleep is out then."
"I am afraid so. I am sorry about this Sean, but you were the only place I could think of that would be safe for Blaize."
Sean shook his head. "Don't worry about it, professor."
"Thank you." Professor Charles Xavier hung up the telephone in his study and stared at it for a long time.
Sean hung up the phone and stood up, opening the door he peered down the darkened hall before remembering that the students were not in their rooms. He walked swiftly down the hall to the girl's wing and met Emma as she was leaving an empty room.
"It's all ready for her." Emma said as Sean leant on the wall.
"She'll be fine." Sean reassured her before turning around and starting back up the hall, leaving Emma to follow at her leisure.
* * * *
Kurt Wagner searched the mansion for his young charge, but found no sign of her. He asked everyone that he saw but no one had seen hide nor hair of her. He saw a small man in the distance and teleported next to him.
"Herr Logan," he greeted. "Have you seen Blaize?"
Logan stared back at him, his dark eyes taking in Kurt's indigo fuzzy fur. "Long time no see, elf. She's on the roof out back. Just above the doors, it's the only accessible part."
"Danke," Kurt smiled as he teleported onto the roof.
The young girl was indeed sitting on the tiles, her knees drawn up and her arms wrapped around them with her chin resting on top. She didn't even look at Kurt as he appeared out of thin air beside her.
"Hey, guess we're going now." She sighed.
Kurt looked at her; she looked far older than her sixteen years. Her face made her look twenty-six and the mirrored shades that she constantly wore made her seem that much older. But the thing that got to Kurt the most was the way her shoulder bowed as though she had the weight of the world on them. He smiled gently at her and nodded, Blaize bit her bottom lip but refused to look up.
"Brace yourself, liebchen," Kurt said as he concentrated on the Massachusetts Academy.
With a small implosion of air they disappeared from the roof and when Blaize opened her eyes she was in a bedroom. As she looked up she saw a man and woman standing next to each other in the doorway. The man stepped forward.
"Good evening, my name is Sean Cassidy. Anything ye need jus' ask me."
Blaize looked at him but said nothing as the woman moved forward.
"I am Emma Frost. Welcome to the Massachusetts Academy."
Blaize stared Emma in the eyes, but still said nothing. She looked over her shoulder at Kurt as he moved to stand beside her and put his arm around her shoulders.
"Don't worry, liebchen. You'll have fun, just give yourself time to settle in first." He smiled and waved as he disappeared into thin air.
Blaize sighed and turned to face Emma and Sean, her eyes hidden behind the shades. Her auburn hair was held back with a black ribbon and she held a small bag in her hand. Emma looked at her clothes with a look of distaste, before turning and leaving the room. Sean shrugged apologetically before following.
Blaize looked down at her ensemble, the ripped jeans didn't show too much skin and the top, although skin tight, had a high neckline and reached the waistband of the jeans.
Shrugging her shoulders she opened the bag and pulled out a midnight blue silk nightie. Slipping into it she untied her hair and brushed it thoroughly before climbing into the bed and settling down to sleep.
