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AN : This is totally AU and some of the X-Men are slightly younger than usual and some strange friendships have been forged, don't worry I'm sure they can be explained somehow.I just don't know how. Oh and I've taken the liberty of stealing some ideas from X-Men Evolution but not too many so they can't sue me not that I have any money what-so-ever.
I take no blame for whatever happens in this story it was the wolf dragon.
Life isn't always roses. Lupine Draconis
CHAPTER 1
6 years later.
Aidan sat outside the office waiting for her uncle to emerge, it was a Friday afternoon ritual. The principal would ring up her uncle on the Wednesday to arrange the meeting for Friday, then after the last bell Aidan would wait in the hallway and her uncle would sit inside the principal's office and listen to what Aidan had been up to lately.
The door opened and Aidan stood up, ready to leave but it was her principal standing in the doorway.
"Aidan, please come inside."
She had nothing to do but follow him into the office and sit in the chair beside her uncle as the principal sat in his own.
"Now, I can see that we are getting nowhere with these little meetings every week, so Aidan why don't you tell us what is bothering you so much and we can try to solve the problem."
"Easy, I don't want t' be here. The teachers aren't doing their jobs properly, the kids are unruly and to be honest I'd be better off being taught by a chimp."
"I see." the principal sat back and eyes Aidan over steepled fingers. "So what would you change about the situation then?"
"I'd leave, but no one'll let me." Aidan sat back and imitated the principal. "What would you do to change the situation?" she asked him back.
The principal shot into an upright position and glared at her. "For a start I would teach you some manners young lady, secondly I would give you some discipline because you are obviously lacking that as well and thirdly I would bring back the cane if I could."
By the time he had finished talking Aidan had jumped out of her chair and was leaning over the principal's desk, staring right into his face. "If you say one more derogatory thing about my family you'll regret it."
"Get out!" the principal stood up himself and pointed toward the door. "And do not come back as of this moment you are expelled, Aidan Kennedy."
Aidan followed her uncle out of the office, stopping in the doorway to smile sweetly at the principal.
"Don't worry, I wasn't going to be here Monday anyway."
Once they were in the car Aidan turned to look at her uncle.
"I'm sorry uncle Patrick. I just hated it there."
"It's all right, dote," Patrick Kennedy smiled down at his niece. "I'm sort of gettin' used to it."
They sat in silence for a while before Patrick spoke. "I have been looking at a new school fuir ye, it's a bit of a way out an' ye'd have t' board but it might be what ye need."
Aidan stared out of the window, watching the scenery flash past. "Ye don't want me t' stay with ye anymore?"
"Of course not, dote, but this school may be just the thing to help with yuir other problem." He hesitated before continuing. "It's a school fuir gifted children."
"Gifted children," Aidan repeated incredulously spinning her head around to look at him. "Ye want t' send me t' a school fuir mutants!"
"It's not that bad, dote, the school's owner is coming over tomorrow t' see ye. I want ye t' be polite t' him and t' listen t' what he has t' say." He looked at his niece pleadingly. "Just give a chance b'fore condemning it, if ye really don' like what the man has t' say then it'll never be mentioned again, OK?"
Aidan sank into the seat and stared out of the window again. "Fine, I'll listen and then think about it, but I still think it's just gonna be a waste of time."
When the doorbell rung the next morning Aidan was surprised when she opened it and saw a man in a wheelchair flanked by a woman with red hair and a man wearing red sunglasses. They followed her into the living room and waited for her to start.
Patrick had noticed the strange car outside the apartment block and hurried inside before Aidan could ruin her chances of getting into the school. He was surprised when he entered the living room finding everyone sitting in silence.
The man in the wheelchair noticed him first and held out a hand.
"You must be Aidan's guardian, I am Professor Charles Xavier the owner and Head Teacher of Xavier's school for gifted children." He pointed to his companions who were now seated on the sofa. "These are two of my oldest students, Jean Grey and Scott Summers."
"Patrick Kennedy an' I see you've all met my niece Aidan." He sat down in an armchair and looked at Aidan. "Have ye told Aidan anything?"
"No," Charles replied. "We thought it best if we waited for you to be here as well, so that if Aidan doesn't listen too well you can fill her in when she wants to hear about us." The last was said with a small smile on his face. "Not many people do want to join us to begin with, but they usually end up enjoying their stay with us."
Patrick sat and listened to everything that Charles had to say, noting that Aidan sat on the window seat and paid little attention even when Jean tried to start a conversation with her. Eventually Charles finished talking and looked at Aidan briefly before turning back to Patrick.
"Of course you both need time to think about this." Jean and Scott stood up and Scott took hold of Charles's wheelchair. "I will await your telephone call, goodbye Aidan." Charles wasn't surprised when Aidan merely looked at him before gazing out of the window again as Patrick showed them to the door.
AN : This is totally AU and some of the X-Men are slightly younger than usual and some strange friendships have been forged, don't worry I'm sure they can be explained somehow.I just don't know how. Oh and I've taken the liberty of stealing some ideas from X-Men Evolution but not too many so they can't sue me not that I have any money what-so-ever.
I take no blame for whatever happens in this story it was the wolf dragon.
Life isn't always roses. Lupine Draconis
CHAPTER 1
6 years later.
Aidan sat outside the office waiting for her uncle to emerge, it was a Friday afternoon ritual. The principal would ring up her uncle on the Wednesday to arrange the meeting for Friday, then after the last bell Aidan would wait in the hallway and her uncle would sit inside the principal's office and listen to what Aidan had been up to lately.
The door opened and Aidan stood up, ready to leave but it was her principal standing in the doorway.
"Aidan, please come inside."
She had nothing to do but follow him into the office and sit in the chair beside her uncle as the principal sat in his own.
"Now, I can see that we are getting nowhere with these little meetings every week, so Aidan why don't you tell us what is bothering you so much and we can try to solve the problem."
"Easy, I don't want t' be here. The teachers aren't doing their jobs properly, the kids are unruly and to be honest I'd be better off being taught by a chimp."
"I see." the principal sat back and eyes Aidan over steepled fingers. "So what would you change about the situation then?"
"I'd leave, but no one'll let me." Aidan sat back and imitated the principal. "What would you do to change the situation?" she asked him back.
The principal shot into an upright position and glared at her. "For a start I would teach you some manners young lady, secondly I would give you some discipline because you are obviously lacking that as well and thirdly I would bring back the cane if I could."
By the time he had finished talking Aidan had jumped out of her chair and was leaning over the principal's desk, staring right into his face. "If you say one more derogatory thing about my family you'll regret it."
"Get out!" the principal stood up himself and pointed toward the door. "And do not come back as of this moment you are expelled, Aidan Kennedy."
Aidan followed her uncle out of the office, stopping in the doorway to smile sweetly at the principal.
"Don't worry, I wasn't going to be here Monday anyway."
Once they were in the car Aidan turned to look at her uncle.
"I'm sorry uncle Patrick. I just hated it there."
"It's all right, dote," Patrick Kennedy smiled down at his niece. "I'm sort of gettin' used to it."
They sat in silence for a while before Patrick spoke. "I have been looking at a new school fuir ye, it's a bit of a way out an' ye'd have t' board but it might be what ye need."
Aidan stared out of the window, watching the scenery flash past. "Ye don't want me t' stay with ye anymore?"
"Of course not, dote, but this school may be just the thing to help with yuir other problem." He hesitated before continuing. "It's a school fuir gifted children."
"Gifted children," Aidan repeated incredulously spinning her head around to look at him. "Ye want t' send me t' a school fuir mutants!"
"It's not that bad, dote, the school's owner is coming over tomorrow t' see ye. I want ye t' be polite t' him and t' listen t' what he has t' say." He looked at his niece pleadingly. "Just give a chance b'fore condemning it, if ye really don' like what the man has t' say then it'll never be mentioned again, OK?"
Aidan sank into the seat and stared out of the window again. "Fine, I'll listen and then think about it, but I still think it's just gonna be a waste of time."
When the doorbell rung the next morning Aidan was surprised when she opened it and saw a man in a wheelchair flanked by a woman with red hair and a man wearing red sunglasses. They followed her into the living room and waited for her to start.
Patrick had noticed the strange car outside the apartment block and hurried inside before Aidan could ruin her chances of getting into the school. He was surprised when he entered the living room finding everyone sitting in silence.
The man in the wheelchair noticed him first and held out a hand.
"You must be Aidan's guardian, I am Professor Charles Xavier the owner and Head Teacher of Xavier's school for gifted children." He pointed to his companions who were now seated on the sofa. "These are two of my oldest students, Jean Grey and Scott Summers."
"Patrick Kennedy an' I see you've all met my niece Aidan." He sat down in an armchair and looked at Aidan. "Have ye told Aidan anything?"
"No," Charles replied. "We thought it best if we waited for you to be here as well, so that if Aidan doesn't listen too well you can fill her in when she wants to hear about us." The last was said with a small smile on his face. "Not many people do want to join us to begin with, but they usually end up enjoying their stay with us."
Patrick sat and listened to everything that Charles had to say, noting that Aidan sat on the window seat and paid little attention even when Jean tried to start a conversation with her. Eventually Charles finished talking and looked at Aidan briefly before turning back to Patrick.
"Of course you both need time to think about this." Jean and Scott stood up and Scott took hold of Charles's wheelchair. "I will await your telephone call, goodbye Aidan." Charles wasn't surprised when Aidan merely looked at him before gazing out of the window again as Patrick showed them to the door.