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Talen's house was very much like every other house, pitch dark. But some how Amadahy knew where she was going. They approached the door to the house and Amadahy knocked loudly.
"Password?" came an authoritative voice that she had heard one too many times.
"Proffesor Summers?" she asked.
"Wrong." Said the voice.
"Thank you very much," said Amadahy knocking again.
"Password?"
"The Other shall prevail in a Normies world." Amadahy said routinely.
"What the hell are you talking about?" asked Jubilee looking up at her.
"State your name." Said Proffesor Summers' voice
"Its me Amadahy."
"That doesn't sound like Orleans your with."
"You know my brother, just one more heist before sunrise." She said calmly, "I'm with a small girl, she claims to be an Other."
"Alright, enter." The door swung opened throwing a dim orange glow into the street and Jubilee could see Amadahy for the first time as she was pulled in by the wrist.
They entered into a hallway that had a very rickety looking staircase snaking its way up to the second story. Two doors diverged off the hall. One of the doors was opened to reveal a fire going softly casting long shadows of the door and the people within the room. The walls has obviously once been white but now due to excess decay and little care they had turned a mesh of brown, green, and cobweb white. The wooden floor was so dirty it could have passed for soil.
The woman who went by Amadahy stood before her still, sizing her up. Amadahy looked very much like the woman Orroro Munroe. She had the same white hair and although the skin on this woman was much fairer her face was built the same like baby dolls that come in Asian, Black, and White identical except for the skin. But Storm should be somewhere in the Midwest, chasing tornados. This woman had a very critical expression on her face something Storm didn't usually have, from the stories the other older X-men had told Storm was usually calm and kind eve though she was a thief.
The man who sounded so very much like Proffesor Summers' stood in front of her. A bloodied bandage covered his eyes and it became obvious he was blind since he carried a walking stick. His was clothed in rags. He leaned on his stick gently staring blankly behind Jubilee. His hair was short, light brown, and tousled.
"What the hell is this?" said Talen who had just entered from the room with the opened door. "Why is this child in my house?"
"Before you say anything," Amadahy held up a hand as she began talking shutting her eyes calmly, "it was my brother's idea yell at him when he returns."
"Sounds like something he'd do. Thieves aren't supposed to be nice people. He's supposed to be ruthless and lying." Said Talen he seemed to be sniffing her.
"If it's any consolation, he does lie. A lot of times not even Amadahy seems to notice," said the near double of Scott Summers, "but his voice goes up ever so slightly."
"Fascinating Marvel, any other pieces of information you'd like to share with us?" said Talen. "Where is your brother anyway?" He asked Amadahy.
"He will return shortly he's completing one more heist."
"And who is this little beast?" asked Talen rounding on Jubilee. "I have seen you before, I don't know why I didn't pick up the scent of the Other on you before."
"I dunno." Said Jubilee pretending it was normal to be sniffed, not even the actual Wolverine was that creepy and the actual Wolverine was VERY creepy.
"Perfect timing for this young one to come, The Protector is returning soon." Said Talen. A collective gasp went up around the room and many others stumbled into the hall staring opened aghast at the Logan- double.
"You can't be serious." Said Amadahy.
A/N: short chapter.weee!
Talen's house was very much like every other house, pitch dark. But some how Amadahy knew where she was going. They approached the door to the house and Amadahy knocked loudly.
"Password?" came an authoritative voice that she had heard one too many times.
"Proffesor Summers?" she asked.
"Wrong." Said the voice.
"Thank you very much," said Amadahy knocking again.
"Password?"
"The Other shall prevail in a Normies world." Amadahy said routinely.
"What the hell are you talking about?" asked Jubilee looking up at her.
"State your name." Said Proffesor Summers' voice
"Its me Amadahy."
"That doesn't sound like Orleans your with."
"You know my brother, just one more heist before sunrise." She said calmly, "I'm with a small girl, she claims to be an Other."
"Alright, enter." The door swung opened throwing a dim orange glow into the street and Jubilee could see Amadahy for the first time as she was pulled in by the wrist.
They entered into a hallway that had a very rickety looking staircase snaking its way up to the second story. Two doors diverged off the hall. One of the doors was opened to reveal a fire going softly casting long shadows of the door and the people within the room. The walls has obviously once been white but now due to excess decay and little care they had turned a mesh of brown, green, and cobweb white. The wooden floor was so dirty it could have passed for soil.
The woman who went by Amadahy stood before her still, sizing her up. Amadahy looked very much like the woman Orroro Munroe. She had the same white hair and although the skin on this woman was much fairer her face was built the same like baby dolls that come in Asian, Black, and White identical except for the skin. But Storm should be somewhere in the Midwest, chasing tornados. This woman had a very critical expression on her face something Storm didn't usually have, from the stories the other older X-men had told Storm was usually calm and kind eve though she was a thief.
The man who sounded so very much like Proffesor Summers' stood in front of her. A bloodied bandage covered his eyes and it became obvious he was blind since he carried a walking stick. His was clothed in rags. He leaned on his stick gently staring blankly behind Jubilee. His hair was short, light brown, and tousled.
"What the hell is this?" said Talen who had just entered from the room with the opened door. "Why is this child in my house?"
"Before you say anything," Amadahy held up a hand as she began talking shutting her eyes calmly, "it was my brother's idea yell at him when he returns."
"Sounds like something he'd do. Thieves aren't supposed to be nice people. He's supposed to be ruthless and lying." Said Talen he seemed to be sniffing her.
"If it's any consolation, he does lie. A lot of times not even Amadahy seems to notice," said the near double of Scott Summers, "but his voice goes up ever so slightly."
"Fascinating Marvel, any other pieces of information you'd like to share with us?" said Talen. "Where is your brother anyway?" He asked Amadahy.
"He will return shortly he's completing one more heist."
"And who is this little beast?" asked Talen rounding on Jubilee. "I have seen you before, I don't know why I didn't pick up the scent of the Other on you before."
"I dunno." Said Jubilee pretending it was normal to be sniffed, not even the actual Wolverine was that creepy and the actual Wolverine was VERY creepy.
"Perfect timing for this young one to come, The Protector is returning soon." Said Talen. A collective gasp went up around the room and many others stumbled into the hall staring opened aghast at the Logan- double.
"You can't be serious." Said Amadahy.
A/N: short chapter.weee!