Hey, Umi Wave here saying that I'm sorry that I've been MIA for so long. My old laptop busted on me and it took me forever and a day to save up to get a new one so forgive me please. Okay, I also wanted to tell you that I don't own X-men Evolution so don't sue me!
Cold wind beat against pale skin. The moister of the clouds he flew above had dampened his shirt. Shining stars and the milky white moon were the only sources of light and direction for his to follow. The chill of the air made him shiver ever so slightly like a single leaf on the branch of an autumn tree.
Lucas didn't know how long he had been flying, but personally, he didn't care that much. He had tricked Charles Xavier into freeing him, sealing his son away in the process, and now, without David or Ian to slow or hinder him, he could do whatever he desired. Anything and everything was nothing more than a toy that he could play with. A smirk spread on his face. His plan had played out so well, that he was sure that he could brag about it for years to come. He wished he had waited a little longer though, he could still hear the others inside his head. Like the "little voice inside" that people were always talking about.
He hovered down low, the ocean spray hitting his face. It was frigid, more so that even the winds up in the sky. Since Lucas didn't have a watch, he couldn't tell was time it was. He looked around in all directions, searching for some sort of sign. Turning to his right, he was blinded by the light of the breaking dawn. East. He stroked his chin, thinking of what direction to take. A thought came to mind. Why not go west and visit his dear father and the other mutants? It could be fun and an ego boost to take down his precious students. Laughing, he rose back into the sky and flew off waiting anxiously to see the Statue of Liberty in his view.
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The steam in the bathroom was so thick. Rogue was sure that she would've suffocated in it if Kitty hadn't started banging on the door yelling at her to get out of the shower. Wiping the water droplets off the mirror, she looked at herself. Make-up free, her white and caramel hair dripping wet. As self centered as it sounded, she liked the way she looked. However, she couldn't allow herself be caught up in the shallow world of beauty and other things girls always took for granted. If that happened, she took the risk of grabbing some poor boys' attention then killing him with her power. Besides, it was fun to see the look on the students faces when she would walk past and the gothic make-up looked nice against her white skin and green eyes.
Pulling out the middle drawer, she took out a black and green make-up bag. It had never taken her long to apply her dark lipstick and eye shadow. She had gotten so used to it that it could only take her five minutes if she was interrupted.
Walking out of the bathroom, still towel drying her hair, she looked at the other students. Kitty has tapping her foot and looking down at an apparently invisible watch on her wrist. She stomped into the bathroom and slammed the door. Rogue just ignored her and continued back down the hall to the room she shared with Kitty. Something suddenly came over her and she felt light headed. She held her head in her hands and ran into the accent table next to her, knocking the vase off its stands. It shattered on the floor, quickly getting everyone's attention. They all turned to look at her, some of them still tired and kind of dazed, others worried that she might be losing control of her power again. Rubbing her eyes, making it look like she didn't see it, she stood up and opened the door into her bedroom.
The kitchen was crammed, like usual and ordinarily, Rogue wasn't at all bothered by it but today, it scared her. It was a feeling in her gut, that feeling that screams at you – No! You can't go in there – and that feeling had always made her nervous. Because it was always right. A gloved hand and covered arm shot out as Amara walked passed with a basket of muffins. Blue berry. She didn't necessarily like blue berry muffins but it was better that going without breakfast at all. But seeing the mountain of eggs, pancakes, and sausage almost made her want to go back in there and get some real food. Almost.
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Everything was the same as it was last year at Bayville High. But now they didn't have the protection they had gotten from Jean and Scott. Apparently everyone who had sided with Duncan when it came to mutants knew that. The scrutiny of their icy glares was almost unbearable and the tension that hung in the air was obvious. Even the teachers didn't give them a break, of course, that was probably Kurt and Kitty's fault for teleporting into the classrooms in their pajama's while they had the flu. For Kitty, it was literally a nightmare come true.
Kitty yelped as a soda can, thrown by one of the students, hit her in the head. Everything fell apart there. Paper, cans, even a few footballs and baseballs went flying at them as they ran as fast their legs could carry them out of the building. Every curse and insult rang in their ears while they rushed out. The people even followed them out into the courtyard of the building. The students that were still coming soon joined in. They were completely surrounded in a matter of seconds.