Enter Mayhem

Chapter 3: Goodbyes and Helloes

Vincent hung up the phone. In two days he would leave, Two days to pack and say goodbye to everyone he cared about. On the one hand I really didn't want to leave, this was his only home. On the other hand this didn't feel like home anymore.

He had felt more alone these last few days than the time he had been living alone on the streets. At least then people thought he had been human, now while being treated like an outcast or a freak. Maybe at Xavier's he would be accepted for once in his life for being what he was. There are other mutants there maybe this is for the best.

He was still sitting at Father Michaels' desk deep in thought when he came back in.

"Did you make the call?" The aging priest asked him.

"Yes, they'll be here in two days." he replied softly, still not too happy about leaving, but the more he thought about it, the more it seemed to make sense to just leave. To try and start over.

Father Michaels then came up to him placing a hand on his shoulder "Are you sure this is what you want to do?" he asked.

"I feel this is something I have to do. I…I just feel so alone here, and the constant looks and things people do to me it…" He just couldn't finish.

"I know my son, you have had a hard life, from what you've told me you have been through more in your short life than most adults ever see. Maybe at Xavier's you can find the peace that I know you have searched for, he seemed like a good man when he came to us those years ago."

The young dark haired teen looked up at him with his light blue eyes, trying to hold back the tears. He knew of his past, what he went through, and why he don't talk about it. He could always read him, always knew what troubled the young boy. He was the first human to ever show Vincent kindness and compassion.

He had given Vince a home, a life, happiness. It tore at him that he felt that he have to leave, that he might not see him again for a very long time. He was like a real father to him, Vince had never had one before, but if he did he would have picked him as a father.

"Thank you Father, I think I'll get some sleep I have some packing to do tomorrow."

"Vary well, goodnight Vincent." He said as Vince got up and went to his room.

When he got to his small room he laid down on the bead looking up at the ceiling again, like he usually did when he was deep in though. 'Let's see, tomorrow I have to pack, say goodbye to Sensei, and see if I can patch things up with Mary and Benny.'

Mary.

That was going to be the hardest thing off all.

Next day

Vince got up early as usual. He had never seemed to need the full eight hours of sleep like most people do. 'hump, maybe at Xavier's I'll know why' He think to myself. Even though he kind of knew how to use his powers he really don't know why they work. He have a few theories, but nothing conclusive.

At breakfast, the kids seem to be getting over their fear of Vincent a bit, well the younger ones anyway they weren't old enough to really understand. The older ones however were still keeping their distance from him a little.

After breakfast he went to Sensei's place. It's a very long walk for him, people who live on the street were still scared of him. They would either go across the street from him, walk away, give him a few evil looks, and oh yeah the 'bravest' of them would yell at young mutant.

When he finally got to Sensei's, Vince breath a sigh of relief finally he was somewhere where he could feel safe. Vincent looked around and saw Mr. Kansuke on the floor with a tea set some things that Vince can't make out in a bundle.

He bowed and sat down with Mr. Kansuke. He told him about his plans for leaving, and that he was sorry that he wouldn't be able to continue his training.

"Vincent-san, as I told you already, there isn't much left for me to teach you. You are the greatest pupil I have ever had. You have the heart of a samurai, it was proven when you defended those you cared about in the store. In feudal Japan your action would have been seen as just and heroic, it's a shame that is not so here."

He thought a great deal about that day in the store, somehow he had just never seen it as either just or heroic.

"I have something for you." He said as he undid the bundle. It was full of the weapons that Vince had trained in. There was a Bo staff, a pair of nunchucks, two sais, some fighting sticks, and a dozen surikens.

He was looking through it all, when Mr. Kensuke got up. "I have a few other things for you."

He left to another room. Vince then gathered up all the items and was putting it all away when he came back. He placed three books in front of Vince. They where very old, and written in Japanese. Thankfully Mr. Kensuke taught him Japanese along with his family martial arts.

What really grabbed his attention was the sword. Not just any sword but THE sword. The Mototsugu clan sword, and he handed it to the stunned boy. "Master Kensuke, I can't take this, it's been handed down in your family for over 800 years, it should go to one of your two sons!" he said not believing this.

Master Kensuke, looked very sad when Vince said that. "My sons don't care about our family's heritage. I tried to train them, and to make them take their heritage to heart, but as soon as they left they forgot everything I taught them."

"You have taken everything I've taught you to heart, you follow bushido, and respect my teachings. If my choices are to let my family's legacy die with me or live on in you then my choice it clear."

Vince was speechless. This was the greatest honor Mater Kensuke was giving him. To carry on his family's legacy. A legacy of a family clan of samurai warriors, that went back over 800 years. Vince was feeling a bit light headed, with what was the greatest responsibility that he was ever given.

He couldn't say no, not to this.

So he took the sword and bowed low. "I will honor everything you have taught me Master."

Mr. Kensuke smiled at me, with a note a pride. "Then go young samurai and find your new destiny."

Xavier Institute – same day

The Professor was in his study when Scott and Jean came in. "Professor is it true that we are getting a new student tomorrow?" Scott asked.

"Why yes we are, I was going to make an announcement today, but if the whole mansion already knows, there I guess there is little point."

Both Scott and Jean blush a little at that. They didn't mean to ruin anything for the Prof. but when Kitty told them what she over heard last night, they both had to see if it was true.

"Ah, so Kitty was listening in again. I really should have a talk with that girl." The Professor said with a kind smile on his face. He wasn't really angry with Kitty it's just that her and Kurt always seen to be using there powers to eavesdrop. It was next to impossible to keep a secret in this place, but the Prof. had gotten used to it.

Both Scott and Jean jerked up-right at that.

'Uh oh, I hope that wasn't me that gave Kitty away, she's going to be mad latter, but I guess the Prof would have found out eventually' Jean thought.

"So…uh.…if you don't mind who is this new guy, Kitty said his name was Vincent." Scott said, trying to change the subject and to get the information he needed to know.

"His name is Vincent Freeman, he lives at an orphanage in Toronto." He answered Scott.

Jean was to ask more about what Kitty thought she heard but the Professor beat her to it. "Yes Jean, I met Mr. Freeman a few years ago, he was in fact one of the first people I approached to come here."

Scott slightly surprised at this then asked "Wait a minute, you offered him a place here and he what? Refused to come? Why?"

"First off Scott yes I did, and yes he did refuse, he didn't feel like the time was right for him to leave." Of course the Professor was paraphrasing a little.

"But the time is now right for him?" Jean asks she was a little skeptical as to this Vincent's true reasons.

"Yes it is and I agree with his reasons for both staying and coming to us. Now if you two will gather the other students in the living room, so I can give you all the information I can about Vincent."

Toronto – later that night

'Well I packed everything I can up' Vincent thought to himself. 'I wish I could have gotten to Benny before I left, but his parents wouldn't let me near him. I guess I should she Mary. I've put it off for too long.'

He went over to Mary's place. He knew her parents wouldn't let him see her, but he had a plan. Unlike Benny, Mary had a fire escape next to her window.

When Vince got there he walked under her window and saw the light was still on. 'Good she's probably in her room.'

Now her window was on the 5th floor he knew he could jump about three stories into the air, but that wasn't a problem either. He quickly looked around, to see if anyone was in the alley. 'Good no one's watching.'

So he jumped up to the about the 3rd floor but before he fell he use the last power in his arsenal. He flew up the rest of the way. Now he have no idea how he can fly, he just knew that he could. Vincent didn't even know that he could fly until a few years ago, but that's another story.

When he reached her window and looked inside, she was sitting there at her computer, her back to him.

"Mary." Is all that he said to her softly.

She jumps up and looks at Vince from her spot. The fear is still in her eyes, but it's not as bad as when hr last saw her.

"VINCENT! What….what are you doing here!" Mary couldn't help but hear the panic in her voice. She saw it might have been like a like a knife to his heart from the look. But then again she was still trying to struggle with everything.

"I….I just came to talk, to explain" Vincent used the gentlest voice I can use. The last thing he needed to do was get her upset.

"To talk! TALK! Oh sure let's talk, about how you lied to me all these years, how you never trusted me to tell me!" Mary yelled at him a little afraid but also angry at him. She had been felling so hurt that after all the years he never once trusted her.

'Well so much for not getting her upset.' He thought.

"I wanted to but how do you tell people your different from them, I didn't know how you would react." He was trying to keep his cool with this.

"Well what about what you did in the store?"

"What about it I saved your life, that guy was going to shot you!" Unfortunately he did lost it at that moment." I saved her life and she condemns me for it?

"Vincent…it...it looked like you were going to kill that man." Her voice was almost a wiper at this.

The truth was that he could have killed him it would have been easy, and that scared him to death. Also she had seen a part of Vince she hadn't before. All the anger all the pain and rage that he had in him, which he kept buried down. She had saw it, and it frightened her. Hell it frightens him too.

"Look just….just leave I can't handle this right now." Mary said as she turned around. She couldn't face him. She was so confused, he was her best friend, but she was also kind of scared of him.

"Mary...I..." Vincent started to say, but Mary cut him off.

"Just leave…Please..."

So he did.

He flew up into the sky. Even when she turned around to face him again, he was gone like a ghost. Vincent didn't go home straight away. Times like this when life is getting too hard he just wanted to fly. It's very relaxing, and it feels like the weight on his shoulders were gone for the moment.

By the time he returned it was very late. He went to the kitchen and made something to eat before he went to bead.

When he did go to his room he didn't feel tired. So I get out my laptop, and go to a special IM site that he knew of. He really felt like talking to someone, and he didn't want to wake Father Michaels, so he went to see if she was online.

V-boy Hey kitten you there?

He wait for about 15 minutes then when he was about to give up when she gives me a message.

katgirl 201 Hey V, haven't heard from you in a while, you OK?

V-boy no not really, my life is going to hell, and tomorrow I'm moving.

Katgirl 201 Really? Want to talk about it?

He told her as much as he can, she doesn't know he was a mutant. All she knows is that he lives in Canada, a guy, some of the things that he likes.

katgirl 201 wow, sounds really bad, but I get the feeling your not telling me everything.

V-boy your right I'm not, but I don't want to get into it.

katgirl 201 ok, well lets change the subject then, because you sound really depressed.

The two 'talk' for about an hour, than they decided that it was getting late for both of them and logged out.

'It's nice to have at least one friend, even if she's online, hell she might not even be a she, but it's nice to talk to someone again' he thinks before he gets ready for bead. 'Big day tomorrow. Moving day."

Xavier Institute – The next day

Logan and Storm are in the underground hanger of the XM Velocity their own private black painted helicopter. They get in and start going through a pre-flight, when Storm asks about this new student. "So Logan you've met this student before?"

"Yeah once, I was with Charles when he tried to recruit the kid. He seemed nice but there was something about him."

Ororo was intrigued by that. "What do you mean by 'something'?"

"It's just a few things. For one the kid seamed smarter than he looked, plus his eyes."

"What are his eyes purple or something?" Ororo joked.

"No it was more like…experienced…when you really take a deep look into his eyes there's no innocence there, like you'd normally see with a kid. Like he never was a kid."

Ororo was silent at that. She'd seen looks like that before. From people who had gone through tough times, she even seen it in Logan's eyes.

Toronto later that day

As Logan and Ororo came up to the orphanage they were met by a priest, he was in his mid 50's, graying hair, but had this kind, and companionate aura, much like the Prof. gives off, thought Ororo.

"I take it you two are here for Vincent?" The priest asked.

"Why yes, I'm Ororo Munroe, and this is Mr. Logan." As Storm introduced themselves.

"Ah yes I remember Mr. Logan now" says Father Michaels 'If I didn't know any better I swear that Mr. Logan hasn't changed one bit in all these years'

"Please come this way Vincent has he things ready in the lobby" as the priest led them into the building.

In the lobby Storm noticed a young man about 17, with black hair, he was warring a red T-shirt, blue jeans and a leather jacket. Around him were a few boxes, a trunk, and a travel sack.

Vincent saw Logan enter the building with a beautiful lady with white hair. 'Man if that's his girlfriend he's got good tastes' as Vincent started re-think his opinions of Logan when they first met.

The lady and Logan came up to him. The lady had this kind smile and a soft expression on her face.

"Hello, you must be Vincent, I'm Ororo Munroe, and I believe you know Mr. Logan" she stated, while Logan only gave a little nod in recognition.

"Well I'm all packed, so I guess I should start moving these." He said as he went to get the truck.

"Here let me help with that kid." Logan said as he reached down for the trunk.

"Wait I think I should tell you its pretty-" He started to warn him, but was too late. he was already trying to lift it. Logan tried to lift the trunk, but not only did it not lift, but it felt like he nearly pulled all his back muscles from just trying.

"Damn it, what do you have in there bricks!" Logan cried out, while straightening him self.

"I tried to warn you." He said trying to suppress a smile.

Logan just grumbled something I couldn't hear. Vincent then picked up the trunk like it was nothing and put in on his shoulder. "Maybe I should do all the heavy lifting, save yourself a trip to the hospital"

Okay now Logan was growling instead of grumbling. Storm on the other hand had this amused look on her face, and was trying not to laugh at Logan's misfortune.

"So how are we getting to..Bayville…was it?" He asked them.

Next up chapter 4: The First Day