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Marvel.
Kitty stood in front of a large oak door. She'd changed into blue jean Capri's and a yellow tank top. She'd stood there for two minutes, not ringing the doorbell.
"Should I do it?" she asked herself. "What if I, like, make a fool of myself? That'd be, like, so embarrassing – " Before Kitty could continue pondering to herself quietly, the door swung open, and the boy stood there, looking glad to see her, but he didn't sound it.
"Look, my dad doesn't like girls standing outside my door, okay?" he said quickly, smiling at her apologetically. Kitty stared at him, startled by his outburst. She stared at him for a whole minute before talking.
"I'm Kitty." What the heck is wrong with you?!
He raised an eyebrow, and couldn't help but smile. "I'm Bobby – that's besides the point. Did you hear what my dad said?"
"Bobby is such a cool name, like, you know." Kitty looked past him nervously. She could see his mom cooking in the kitchen near the back of the house. Bobby's father was perched in a chair, glancing at her over a newspaper. "So, um, like, this is your house?" Stop saying like, you ditz.
"Fetch the paper, boy!" his dad shouted, and chucked the newspaper at them. It sailed past them, and ironically flew through an open window of a Mercedes that was stopped at a red light.
"Jesus, dad!" Bobby snapped, walking awkwardly to the car. Kitty ran past him, and reached into the car. Two people were inside, talking.
"There's no reason to run a light to catch someone," the man was saying. "…Hello." Kitty looked up to see him staring at her. She then realized that half her body was through the window, and she had the newspaper in her hand. "Can I help you?" he asked.
"Like, no thanks," Kitty said politely, and preceded to get out the car, but suddenly found her legs scrambling into the car. It was moving at top speed.
"Ororo!" the man shouted, speaking to an ebony woman in the driver's seat. "We have a visitor in the car."
"We also have a chase to attend to," she countered speeding down the street. She looked at a little radar on the dashboard, and stopped the car. "We're on top of them?" The bald man examined the screen as well.
Kitty sat in the back seat in shock. They didn't even realize that she was there. She glanced back through the window, and saw nothing. Kitty looked back to the front, and snapped, "Hello! You just, like, kidnapped me!"
The bald man turned. "We did nothing of the sort." He had a beautiful speaking voice. "You deliberately hopped into our car."
"She stepped on the gas!" Kitty argued, pointed at the woman, Ororo. A sudden hand on her shoulder showed that Bobby had chased them down. "Bobby, they just tried to kidnap me!"
"No, we didn't!" shouted Ororo angrily, turning in her seat. The console on the dashboard beeped, and everyone turned to look at it. Ororo sped off quickly, and Bobby began to run with the car, his hand stuck in the window.
"Hey!" he exclaimed. Ororo turned toward a dirt trail lined with trees. Bobby panicked almost instantly. "Hey, hey! Let me in or let me go!"
Kitty glanced at the trees, and at Bobby, grabbing his hand simultaneously. She pulled him through the car door, and Bobby bounced into the back seat, his eyes wide with shock. Kitty looked to the front to see the bald man staring at her.
"You're a mutant," he said simply, his expression hard to understand. Kitty sat there, stunned. Bobby was staring at her, and Ororo kept glancing into the rear view mirror. She buried her face in her hands, not crying, but depressed.
"Oh, geez, I'm going to be called, like, a witch and be burned alive." She looked at Xavier tearfully. "It's the genetics. Please, don't do this to me! I'm only fifteen – "
"Xavier," Ororo said, glancing at him. He nodded, and Kitty suddenly heard him talking, but his lips were stationary.
I know what you are going through.
"Oh my...how are you doing that?" she asked loudly, staring at him, her tears clearing.
"Doing what?" Bobby asked.
"He's like a ventriloquist or something," she said, amazed. "He's talking without moving his lips. That is so freaky!" The car came to an immediate stop. In front of them were a white car and two motorcycles.
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Emma did an elegant cartwheel over her car, landing and running toward Sabretooth's motorcycle. Lorna was still passed out, slumped over the seat. Emma picked her up, and began to drag her backward. Emma's strength was as good as others.
She glanced up, and saw Ororo and Xavier coming into battle, two teenagers behind them. "You're outnumbered, Sabretooth!" Xavier shouted.
Sabretooth kicked Logan away. They had been scuffling around for the time being. "I'm never outnumbered," he said gruffly, and turned around, pressing a tiny button on his motorcycle. Xavier perked up in his chair in wonder.
"What's that?" he asked. His question was answered when shards of metal materialized out of thin air. The shrapnel formed into two women. One had red hair that ended in the middle of her back, and yellow eyes. The most striking appearance was her blue skin, and the black leather miniskirt and the black leather halter top that matched perfectly with her skin.
Next to her was a slightly taller woman, wearing black dress pants and a white tank top. Her brown, curly hair fell to her shoulders, and black tinted shades covered her brown eyes.
"Adrienne!" exclaimed Emma, her mouth hanging open in confusion. Adrienne Frost was her older sister by two years. Adrienne glanced at her is surprise as well, and then walked over casually. Everyone had stopped to watch the sisterly reunion. "What are you doing here?"
Adrienne grinned evilly as she reached her younger sister. "Em, how have you been?"
"What are you doing here?" Emma repeated, dropping Lorna absentmindedly. "Are you with the Brotherhood?"
"Maybe," Adrienne replied quickly. She raised her sunglasses from her eyes, letting them hold up her hair, and Emma was not shocked to see the rage in them. "Have you heard about mom and dad?"
Emma swallowed nervously. She knew exactly what was coming. "I wasn't part of that, and you know it. They told me to get Cordelia out of there because they would die first anyway." Cordelia was the youngest Frost sister at twenty-five.
"You left them to die!" Adrienne retorted angrily. "You have telekinesis! You could have carried Cordelia with your mind, and let mom and dad go before you."
"It wasn't my decision – " Emma couldn't continue as Adrienne struck her cheek, sending Emma to the side a few feet. Emma reacted instantly, sending a roundhouse kick at Adrienne's face. The eldest ducked, and flipped backwards, already sending punches her younger sister's way. Emma spun around quickly, blocking a quick blow, and jabbing her opponent in the stomach. Adrienne doubled over, rolling, and swiping Emma's feet from under her.
Emma glanced up suddenly, as Adrienne was encased in solid ice. She stared up for a few seconds before scrambling to her feet. She knew that none of the X-Men, let alone the Brotherhood, could do that. She glanced at Xavier for a sign of some sort, but he was looking up at a male teenager. He had brown hair, brown eyes, and wore a plaid blue shirt with beige cargo shorts. His right hand was slowly fading from an icy, pale blue to his tanned white skin color.
"Bobby, you're a mutant?" exclaimed a shorter girl from beside him, her eyes wide with suspicion. "And you, like, acted all surprised when I saved your life."
"Look what ya did, Emma!" snapped Logan out of nowhere, and everyone turned to him. The Brotherhood had disappeared faster than they arrived. Though Emma's fight with her sister seemed like an eternity, it had only lasted half a minute. "You let Creed escape. Always slips away…they took the girl, too."
"Lorna is gone?" Xavier asked, wheeling up to where Sabretooth's bike had been.
Bobby hurried up behind him, trying to see his face clearly. "Lorna? Lorna Dane?" Xavier wheeled around to face Bobby, his expression lighting up.
"Do you know her?"
"She was my girlfriend about an hour ago," he said, surprised. "What happened?"
"She was kidnapped by mutant vigilantes," Ororo explained, walking up beside Xavier. "We'll have her back soon, though. Shall we get back to the jet, Charles?" Xavier nodded, and wheeled back to the Mercedes. He suddenly stopped, and turned to face the two new mutants.
"Are you coming with us, Kitty, Bobby?"
"To where?" the girl called Kitty asked. "And how do you…"
"I'm a telepath, but to Bayville is where we are going." Bobby walked up beside Kitty. Behind them, Logan hopped onto his motorcycle, and rode up next to the Mercedes, waiting for everyone to trail him. Emma hopped into her Lexus, and followed suit. She rolled down her car window to eavesdrop.
"What about our parents?" Bobby was saying. Kitty nodded in agreement.
"I'll telephone them," Xavier said lightly, opening the car door. "Let's go. The sooner we get to Cerebro, the sooner we catch your friend."
"You know our phone numbers?" Kitty asked as the handicap man wheeled up a small ramp into the passenger seat. Xavier threw his head back, and let out a laugh of amusement.
"I know everyone's phone number," he said as he slammed the car door, and Ororo started the engine. Kitty and Bobby glanced at each other, and Bobby spoke both their minds.
"Who is Cerebro?"
Kitty stood in front of a large oak door. She'd changed into blue jean Capri's and a yellow tank top. She'd stood there for two minutes, not ringing the doorbell.
"Should I do it?" she asked herself. "What if I, like, make a fool of myself? That'd be, like, so embarrassing – " Before Kitty could continue pondering to herself quietly, the door swung open, and the boy stood there, looking glad to see her, but he didn't sound it.
"Look, my dad doesn't like girls standing outside my door, okay?" he said quickly, smiling at her apologetically. Kitty stared at him, startled by his outburst. She stared at him for a whole minute before talking.
"I'm Kitty." What the heck is wrong with you?!
He raised an eyebrow, and couldn't help but smile. "I'm Bobby – that's besides the point. Did you hear what my dad said?"
"Bobby is such a cool name, like, you know." Kitty looked past him nervously. She could see his mom cooking in the kitchen near the back of the house. Bobby's father was perched in a chair, glancing at her over a newspaper. "So, um, like, this is your house?" Stop saying like, you ditz.
"Fetch the paper, boy!" his dad shouted, and chucked the newspaper at them. It sailed past them, and ironically flew through an open window of a Mercedes that was stopped at a red light.
"Jesus, dad!" Bobby snapped, walking awkwardly to the car. Kitty ran past him, and reached into the car. Two people were inside, talking.
"There's no reason to run a light to catch someone," the man was saying. "…Hello." Kitty looked up to see him staring at her. She then realized that half her body was through the window, and she had the newspaper in her hand. "Can I help you?" he asked.
"Like, no thanks," Kitty said politely, and preceded to get out the car, but suddenly found her legs scrambling into the car. It was moving at top speed.
"Ororo!" the man shouted, speaking to an ebony woman in the driver's seat. "We have a visitor in the car."
"We also have a chase to attend to," she countered speeding down the street. She looked at a little radar on the dashboard, and stopped the car. "We're on top of them?" The bald man examined the screen as well.
Kitty sat in the back seat in shock. They didn't even realize that she was there. She glanced back through the window, and saw nothing. Kitty looked back to the front, and snapped, "Hello! You just, like, kidnapped me!"
The bald man turned. "We did nothing of the sort." He had a beautiful speaking voice. "You deliberately hopped into our car."
"She stepped on the gas!" Kitty argued, pointed at the woman, Ororo. A sudden hand on her shoulder showed that Bobby had chased them down. "Bobby, they just tried to kidnap me!"
"No, we didn't!" shouted Ororo angrily, turning in her seat. The console on the dashboard beeped, and everyone turned to look at it. Ororo sped off quickly, and Bobby began to run with the car, his hand stuck in the window.
"Hey!" he exclaimed. Ororo turned toward a dirt trail lined with trees. Bobby panicked almost instantly. "Hey, hey! Let me in or let me go!"
Kitty glanced at the trees, and at Bobby, grabbing his hand simultaneously. She pulled him through the car door, and Bobby bounced into the back seat, his eyes wide with shock. Kitty looked to the front to see the bald man staring at her.
"You're a mutant," he said simply, his expression hard to understand. Kitty sat there, stunned. Bobby was staring at her, and Ororo kept glancing into the rear view mirror. She buried her face in her hands, not crying, but depressed.
"Oh, geez, I'm going to be called, like, a witch and be burned alive." She looked at Xavier tearfully. "It's the genetics. Please, don't do this to me! I'm only fifteen – "
"Xavier," Ororo said, glancing at him. He nodded, and Kitty suddenly heard him talking, but his lips were stationary.
I know what you are going through.
"Oh my...how are you doing that?" she asked loudly, staring at him, her tears clearing.
"Doing what?" Bobby asked.
"He's like a ventriloquist or something," she said, amazed. "He's talking without moving his lips. That is so freaky!" The car came to an immediate stop. In front of them were a white car and two motorcycles.
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Emma did an elegant cartwheel over her car, landing and running toward Sabretooth's motorcycle. Lorna was still passed out, slumped over the seat. Emma picked her up, and began to drag her backward. Emma's strength was as good as others.
She glanced up, and saw Ororo and Xavier coming into battle, two teenagers behind them. "You're outnumbered, Sabretooth!" Xavier shouted.
Sabretooth kicked Logan away. They had been scuffling around for the time being. "I'm never outnumbered," he said gruffly, and turned around, pressing a tiny button on his motorcycle. Xavier perked up in his chair in wonder.
"What's that?" he asked. His question was answered when shards of metal materialized out of thin air. The shrapnel formed into two women. One had red hair that ended in the middle of her back, and yellow eyes. The most striking appearance was her blue skin, and the black leather miniskirt and the black leather halter top that matched perfectly with her skin.
Next to her was a slightly taller woman, wearing black dress pants and a white tank top. Her brown, curly hair fell to her shoulders, and black tinted shades covered her brown eyes.
"Adrienne!" exclaimed Emma, her mouth hanging open in confusion. Adrienne Frost was her older sister by two years. Adrienne glanced at her is surprise as well, and then walked over casually. Everyone had stopped to watch the sisterly reunion. "What are you doing here?"
Adrienne grinned evilly as she reached her younger sister. "Em, how have you been?"
"What are you doing here?" Emma repeated, dropping Lorna absentmindedly. "Are you with the Brotherhood?"
"Maybe," Adrienne replied quickly. She raised her sunglasses from her eyes, letting them hold up her hair, and Emma was not shocked to see the rage in them. "Have you heard about mom and dad?"
Emma swallowed nervously. She knew exactly what was coming. "I wasn't part of that, and you know it. They told me to get Cordelia out of there because they would die first anyway." Cordelia was the youngest Frost sister at twenty-five.
"You left them to die!" Adrienne retorted angrily. "You have telekinesis! You could have carried Cordelia with your mind, and let mom and dad go before you."
"It wasn't my decision – " Emma couldn't continue as Adrienne struck her cheek, sending Emma to the side a few feet. Emma reacted instantly, sending a roundhouse kick at Adrienne's face. The eldest ducked, and flipped backwards, already sending punches her younger sister's way. Emma spun around quickly, blocking a quick blow, and jabbing her opponent in the stomach. Adrienne doubled over, rolling, and swiping Emma's feet from under her.
Emma glanced up suddenly, as Adrienne was encased in solid ice. She stared up for a few seconds before scrambling to her feet. She knew that none of the X-Men, let alone the Brotherhood, could do that. She glanced at Xavier for a sign of some sort, but he was looking up at a male teenager. He had brown hair, brown eyes, and wore a plaid blue shirt with beige cargo shorts. His right hand was slowly fading from an icy, pale blue to his tanned white skin color.
"Bobby, you're a mutant?" exclaimed a shorter girl from beside him, her eyes wide with suspicion. "And you, like, acted all surprised when I saved your life."
"Look what ya did, Emma!" snapped Logan out of nowhere, and everyone turned to him. The Brotherhood had disappeared faster than they arrived. Though Emma's fight with her sister seemed like an eternity, it had only lasted half a minute. "You let Creed escape. Always slips away…they took the girl, too."
"Lorna is gone?" Xavier asked, wheeling up to where Sabretooth's bike had been.
Bobby hurried up behind him, trying to see his face clearly. "Lorna? Lorna Dane?" Xavier wheeled around to face Bobby, his expression lighting up.
"Do you know her?"
"She was my girlfriend about an hour ago," he said, surprised. "What happened?"
"She was kidnapped by mutant vigilantes," Ororo explained, walking up beside Xavier. "We'll have her back soon, though. Shall we get back to the jet, Charles?" Xavier nodded, and wheeled back to the Mercedes. He suddenly stopped, and turned to face the two new mutants.
"Are you coming with us, Kitty, Bobby?"
"To where?" the girl called Kitty asked. "And how do you…"
"I'm a telepath, but to Bayville is where we are going." Bobby walked up beside Kitty. Behind them, Logan hopped onto his motorcycle, and rode up next to the Mercedes, waiting for everyone to trail him. Emma hopped into her Lexus, and followed suit. She rolled down her car window to eavesdrop.
"What about our parents?" Bobby was saying. Kitty nodded in agreement.
"I'll telephone them," Xavier said lightly, opening the car door. "Let's go. The sooner we get to Cerebro, the sooner we catch your friend."
"You know our phone numbers?" Kitty asked as the handicap man wheeled up a small ramp into the passenger seat. Xavier threw his head back, and let out a laugh of amusement.
"I know everyone's phone number," he said as he slammed the car door, and Ororo started the engine. Kitty and Bobby glanced at each other, and Bobby spoke both their minds.
"Who is Cerebro?"