My first X2 fic-Please R&R

Déjà vu

It was an empty courtyard in a private high-school; empty except for three girls chatting, seated on one of the picnic benches. The balcony of the second floor performed as an outside hallway for the lower classes, overlooking the area where students lounged, and then above the balcony floor were three more stories of classes and lessons.

An emptiness hung in the air, humans around from every corner, unseen in their classes learning calculus and discussing everything about Shakespeare. The three chatting girls lowered their voices as a senior walked by who was ignoring them. They eyed her resentfully, as it was the annual freshman-humiliation week.

The girl walked down the path of the courtyard, keeping on her rather mechanical routine. She beat all of her other classmates to the commons, the relaxation area, since she didn't loiter or waste time after class was dismissed. She kept her round, narrowed ended eyes on the ground, avoiding looking at anyone. People tried to judge her nationality by her eyes, but they were vague just like her blood. Most people thought it was odd she spoke with a slight Japanese accent, and spoke to herself in her native tongue.

She looked up quickly, not stopping her stride, right at the spot on the balcony that had doors which lead inside. Her eyes met a pair of brown ones; seeing a boy in a russet shirt looking straight at her. In a quick jolt of instinct she skipped forward, pulling the common's doors open.

As the doors closed, a boy in a russet shirt walked onto the balcony, searching for someone who stood out in the courtyard. He searched the grounds furtively with his eyes, but he knew the three chatting girls weren't who he was searching for. With a sigh of disappointment, he turned around and reentered the second floor.

The russet-shirt boy, Pyro, turned around and faced a middle-aged man with graying hair and a full gut. He shook his head, even though he already knew the mutant was aware of his failure.

"She's still here," the man growled. "I'll look for her on the upper grounds; look for her in the main story." The main story, the building they were currently in, had two side doors. One to the balcony, which Pyro had entered, one to the parking lot, and then additional main doors for an elaborate gateway to the outer world.

"What about the parking area?" Pyro asked, narrowing his eyes as he was still searching.

"Eric's already covering that."

John nodded, leaving to return to the balcony. He walked out onto the outside hallway; he turned into the stairs that lead him down into the commons. He heard someone stifle their footsteps. Feeling the anxious air of apprehension, he dashed down the stairs, sensing his prey was nearby.

John landed on the ground level of the school, underneath the normal height of the city. He looked back, but turned to enter the commons.

Unseen but sensed, the young senior was hiding behind a wall that lead to the cafeteria kitchens. She felt her predator walking away, and tried to calm down breath. However something held her back from quickly darting across the hallway and making her way up the stairs to safety. She felt the future bearing down on her. Being consumed with fear, she began to shake and felt terrified tears brimming on her eyes.

After feeling the panic build up in her chest, she opened her eyes as she felt the sudden need to do so. Suddenly, John turned the corner she had been hiding behind, less than two feet away from her, his hard eyes piercing her in an instant. She shrieked, letting some of the terror out of her body. He jumped back by the shock; and startled into action, the girl knocked him out of the way and she tore up the stairs.

"Hey!"

She sprinted across the balcony, opening the door main building, but felt a hard gut block her from entering. She flew back and looked up at an older man with glaring, yellow eyes. Turning her head, she saw the russet boy running towards her. She closed her eyes in horror, feeling the older man grab her roughly and pull her up. Back on her legs, she took action again and pushed the man away; exerting the martial arts her grandmother had taught her. The man took a few powerful steps back. But before he could react she had escaped into the building and already scuttled into the parking lot. Looking back as she tried to run to her car, she bumped into something else. Once more facing what she hit, which was a man even older than the rest, she gasped before he uttered, "Why don't you calm down?"

She tried to resist as he sprayed something in her face, but it stung her eyes and closing them she inhaled heavily, feeling the immediate effect of the drugs.