This part is going to get to the point, I hope. Sorry if you think this is
trailing on, but I have this thing that I *must* describe the surroundings
and the background. I apologise to any 16 year old lads out there for
calling them boys, but I couldn't exactly call him a man when he still goes
to high school could I? (That's a rhetorical question by the way) Okay,
I'll just get on with it. ^_^
I strode down the corridor that the phone box was in. I spotted the blue sign, and gave
out a sigh of relief. Walking casually over to it, I heard footsteps behind me. Was it
the two men? They drew nearer, and without thinking I swung around pointed my
hands towards the person behind me.
"Stop right there," I whispered, the electricity was already swinging round my wrist.
It wasn't the gorillas, it was a well-built boy, he was round about 16 and wearing
sunglasses.
"Whoa, steady," he said, holding on to his glasses with one hand, and trying to steady
me with the other. I could feel my face glowing pink with embarrassment. I quickly
tucked my hands behind my back, making a totally unsuccessful attempt to disguise
the blue electricity ringing round my hands.
"Sorry, I thought you were someone else," I said, running for the phone. The boy just
stood there. My fingers stumbled at the box, trying to pry one of the taxi cards from
the board. I picked up the receiver and dialled the number on the card. There was a
beep, the line was engaged, and I slammed the phone down. The boy I had nearly
assaulted walked over to me.
"Do you have a place to stay?" He said, I thought he was being funny, but then I saw
the serious expression on his face. "If you don't, well, take this." He pulled out a
piece of paper and scribbled something on it.
"Thanks," I said as he handed it to me. I read it. Xavier's institute for talented
youngsters.
"If anyone asks, just say Scott sent you," he said, walking ahead, and out the door at the end of the corridor. I stared at the paper for several minutes before dialling the
number of a taxi company.
* "Where you headed?" Asked the driver, as I buckled in my seatbelt. I handed him the
piece of paper Scott gave me. "Right."
*
The car headed away from the bus stop, and headed for the institute. Why was he
there at that time? I asked myself as the taxi pulled over outside a huge mansion.
"That'll be fourteen dollars," he said with an outstretched hand. I handed him a
twenty, and walked towards a large set of steel gates. There were two security
cameras on either side. I pressed a glowing doorbell, and waited. Over in the distance,
several lights flicked on, and the main doors of the mansion opened.
You may enter. Said a voice, but I wasn't sure whether I'd heard it in my head or not.
I looked around, and the gates opened. The sky was clear and a large blue moon
hovered above the mansion, a light breeze blew. The trees rustled around me, it was
like walking into a haunted house, not knowing what to expect.
"Hello, Lenna," said a bald man in a wheelchair, welcomingly.
"Err, hi," I said looking behind him. Several people had dragged themselves out of
bed. A well-built man with blue hair stared harshly at me, while a petite girl with a
huge grin and chestnut coloured hair waved at me erratically. A tall black woman
with white hair, a small, tired looking girl with white stripes through her hair, tall boy
with brownie-red hair and a scarlet headed woman were all part of the welcoming
party.
"Well don't just stand their, come in!" Said the waving girl. "My name's Kitty, this is
Rogue, Aurora, Logan, Jean and Professor Xavier." She pointed to the various people.
"Well, I'm Lenna," I said pathetically. They ushered me into the house.
"You can all go back to sleep," the Professor said, people groaned with relief and
dordled off. "Lenna, you can go to your room. We'll sort out other things in the
morning, there is a place for you in Bayville High School, if you wish."
"Thank you," I said, looking at the three different corridors that lead to the bedrooms.
I gestured a look of puzzlement at Professor X. The boy I had met before, Scott, stood
behind the professor.
"There are a few things you should know," I said, looking at my feet. I should tell
them about my past if I'm staying here. I thought. But if they get wind that I'm here
I'm screwed. I can move out after a few weeks and they'll be none the wiser.
"It's okay we already know," said the professor quietly. I looked up in astonishment,
how?
"You do?" I asked. Both of them nodded. Amazing, But how? I suppose it wont
matter much if I'm gonna leave anyway.
"Can I ask how?" I said, swallowing the lump in my throat. It wasn't hot, but I was
sweating. What if they know everything.?
"When you mistook Scott for someone else," he gestured to my hands, "it wasn't hard
to tell that you were one of us. A mutant"
I stood stunned for what seemed a long time. A wave of cool swept over me and I
couldn't believe my damn luck. They didn't know about England, or the hunt for
mutants. Better lap up the luck while its here, I thought. I sighed.
"Yeah, what a give away," I joked. They didn't smile. The professor spun round and
introduced me to a tall black woman with striking silver-white hair.
"Lenna, this is Aurora Munroe or Storm." She smiled a strong smile, and shook my
hand.
"Nice to see that we're getting new talent, if you can call it that," she said, I smiled
nervously, and turned to the professor again.
"Well, good night," he said finally, the adults turned around and left me in the large
hallway.
I sighed and made my way up the grand staircase. Realising they hadn't shown me
where my room was, I wandered about for a while. Every so often I heard a noise and
panicked. My eyes began to drop and I became more and more tired. The corridor I
was walking along at the time had a nice plush carpet. I sat down next to a door and
drifted off into a sweet dream.
I strode down the corridor that the phone box was in. I spotted the blue sign, and gave
out a sigh of relief. Walking casually over to it, I heard footsteps behind me. Was it
the two men? They drew nearer, and without thinking I swung around pointed my
hands towards the person behind me.
"Stop right there," I whispered, the electricity was already swinging round my wrist.
It wasn't the gorillas, it was a well-built boy, he was round about 16 and wearing
sunglasses.
"Whoa, steady," he said, holding on to his glasses with one hand, and trying to steady
me with the other. I could feel my face glowing pink with embarrassment. I quickly
tucked my hands behind my back, making a totally unsuccessful attempt to disguise
the blue electricity ringing round my hands.
"Sorry, I thought you were someone else," I said, running for the phone. The boy just
stood there. My fingers stumbled at the box, trying to pry one of the taxi cards from
the board. I picked up the receiver and dialled the number on the card. There was a
beep, the line was engaged, and I slammed the phone down. The boy I had nearly
assaulted walked over to me.
"Do you have a place to stay?" He said, I thought he was being funny, but then I saw
the serious expression on his face. "If you don't, well, take this." He pulled out a
piece of paper and scribbled something on it.
"Thanks," I said as he handed it to me. I read it. Xavier's institute for talented
youngsters.
"If anyone asks, just say Scott sent you," he said, walking ahead, and out the door at the end of the corridor. I stared at the paper for several minutes before dialling the
number of a taxi company.
* "Where you headed?" Asked the driver, as I buckled in my seatbelt. I handed him the
piece of paper Scott gave me. "Right."
*
The car headed away from the bus stop, and headed for the institute. Why was he
there at that time? I asked myself as the taxi pulled over outside a huge mansion.
"That'll be fourteen dollars," he said with an outstretched hand. I handed him a
twenty, and walked towards a large set of steel gates. There were two security
cameras on either side. I pressed a glowing doorbell, and waited. Over in the distance,
several lights flicked on, and the main doors of the mansion opened.
You may enter. Said a voice, but I wasn't sure whether I'd heard it in my head or not.
I looked around, and the gates opened. The sky was clear and a large blue moon
hovered above the mansion, a light breeze blew. The trees rustled around me, it was
like walking into a haunted house, not knowing what to expect.
"Hello, Lenna," said a bald man in a wheelchair, welcomingly.
"Err, hi," I said looking behind him. Several people had dragged themselves out of
bed. A well-built man with blue hair stared harshly at me, while a petite girl with a
huge grin and chestnut coloured hair waved at me erratically. A tall black woman
with white hair, a small, tired looking girl with white stripes through her hair, tall boy
with brownie-red hair and a scarlet headed woman were all part of the welcoming
party.
"Well don't just stand their, come in!" Said the waving girl. "My name's Kitty, this is
Rogue, Aurora, Logan, Jean and Professor Xavier." She pointed to the various people.
"Well, I'm Lenna," I said pathetically. They ushered me into the house.
"You can all go back to sleep," the Professor said, people groaned with relief and
dordled off. "Lenna, you can go to your room. We'll sort out other things in the
morning, there is a place for you in Bayville High School, if you wish."
"Thank you," I said, looking at the three different corridors that lead to the bedrooms.
I gestured a look of puzzlement at Professor X. The boy I had met before, Scott, stood
behind the professor.
"There are a few things you should know," I said, looking at my feet. I should tell
them about my past if I'm staying here. I thought. But if they get wind that I'm here
I'm screwed. I can move out after a few weeks and they'll be none the wiser.
"It's okay we already know," said the professor quietly. I looked up in astonishment,
how?
"You do?" I asked. Both of them nodded. Amazing, But how? I suppose it wont
matter much if I'm gonna leave anyway.
"Can I ask how?" I said, swallowing the lump in my throat. It wasn't hot, but I was
sweating. What if they know everything.?
"When you mistook Scott for someone else," he gestured to my hands, "it wasn't hard
to tell that you were one of us. A mutant"
I stood stunned for what seemed a long time. A wave of cool swept over me and I
couldn't believe my damn luck. They didn't know about England, or the hunt for
mutants. Better lap up the luck while its here, I thought. I sighed.
"Yeah, what a give away," I joked. They didn't smile. The professor spun round and
introduced me to a tall black woman with striking silver-white hair.
"Lenna, this is Aurora Munroe or Storm." She smiled a strong smile, and shook my
hand.
"Nice to see that we're getting new talent, if you can call it that," she said, I smiled
nervously, and turned to the professor again.
"Well, good night," he said finally, the adults turned around and left me in the large
hallway.
I sighed and made my way up the grand staircase. Realising they hadn't shown me
where my room was, I wandered about for a while. Every so often I heard a noise and
panicked. My eyes began to drop and I became more and more tired. The corridor I
was walking along at the time had a nice plush carpet. I sat down next to a door and
drifted off into a sweet dream.