A/N: I'm sorry these are short! I really will work on it and they really will get better! Not that this one is much better…by the way until June 25 I cannot guarantee regular postings. The school is determined to get me killed by lack of posting! I'll be lucky if I get anything up next weekend…especially since Harry Potter comes on Saturday! YES! So it's not likely that I'll be writing much, but I will try. Honest. Don't kill me! *runs away in panic to burn down the evil school*
Her alarm went off far too early to be legal. Groaning, Sami reached over and slapped it off, opening one eye just enough to see the time.
Already 8:30? She hadn't slept well at all, haunted by dreams of the new knives, stifling red and blue police lights, and, of all things, Nightcrawler. Not that that would have been a bad thing, but he kept teleporting up at the oddest times, scaring her awake every single time.
She rolled out of bed and got ready for the day in a half-asleep stupor, nearly falling down the stairs on the way to breakfast.
Unfortunately, the cafeteria was already empty – breakfast had come and gone. So Sami made her way to the empty staff lounge and found some cereal, wondering how long she had before Storm or Xavier hauled her off to training.
Considering Xavier, not long at all…
She yelped as Nightcrawler appeared right in front of the refrigerator.
"Dammit, Kurt, can't you use doors like everyone else?"
"Kitty doesn't use doors," he replied impishly, using his tail to open the refrigerator and take out a carton of orange juice.
"Yeah, but between the two of you just appearing in rooms I'll be scared into a premature heart attack." She telekinetically opened a cabinet and floated a glass out to him. He raised an appreciative eyebrow and took it out of midair. After filling the glass, he set it on the table in front of her, then bamfed across the lounge to get another glass.
Now it was her turn to be surprised. She took an uncertain sip and choked on it as Kurt bamfed into the seat across from her.
"As much as it seems to the contrary, I am not trying to kill you," he said with an apologetic smile.
"I'll decide that after the training session," she replied, still coughing on the stinging orange juice. "Speaking of, thank you for those knives. I…ah…wasn't expecting them, but I guess they'll be useful."
"You had better believe it," he said, grinning. "They are very special weapons, you know. The Professor made sure they were made from a non-magnetic metal polymer."
"Why would he do that?"
"Has he not told you? One of our greatest opponents is called Magneto. He is a mutant who can control magnetic fields."
"Ah. I wonder why Xavier hasn't told me about him."
"I'm sure he would have. Perhaps he just wanted to help you get a firm grasp on your abilities before telling you too much information that could frighten you away."
"Like I have any choice," she grumbled, draining her glass.
"Do you really want a choice? There always is one, you know – but do you still want it?"
Sami sighed – that was exactly what she had been thinking since the night of the accident. "The choice I want is impossible…to go back to before it happened."
"But again I ask, is that really what you want?"
"No, I guess not…it's not like I have anything to go back to. My friends will all probably hate me…I have no idea what my parents think…and…"
Sami couldn't finish the thought, but wasn't sure she wanted to. Still determined to not show too much weakness in front of these people, she covered the tears burning in her eyes by draining the last of her juice. Kurt chose to change the subject.
"You know, we all have code names here – have you been thinking of any?"
That was surprising. She had never really thought about the code names here – Nightcrawler, Cyclops, Storm…but they all had specific powers that their names fit. What could she say for telekinesis, telepathy, and healing? Teke? Float? God, they sounded bad even in her head.
"I guess I could do something with the knives," she said quietly, still thinking. "Swords, knives, sabers…Sabere!"
They both said the name at the same time. Grinning, Sabere lifted her empty glass in a toast.
"Brilliant. It'll work."