"Just Isaac"
He was sitting on the end of the med lab's examining table, staring at the floor. He looked like he was around the same age as Rogue and Bobby. He hadn't said much of anything since he had. just appeared. However, there was something so familiar about him and it had Storm fascinated. He seemed so very familiar.
"So," Storm forced herself to utter. "What's you're name?"
His mouth opened just a little as if he was thinking about his answer. Then finally he spoke.
"Isaac. My name is Isaac." he paused. "Just Isaac."
He seems a little on edge. Well of course, he is. He's and his partner have just been caught breaking into the mansion. He was looking around the room and glancing out the door. He could probably hear the Professor trying to calm Wolverine and Cyclops.
"Just Isaac, huh?" Storm said wryly.
"Yeah." Isaac muttered. "For now."
Storm had finally inched forward enough to get a good look at "Isaac." He was of average height and build, in fact the black leather uniform he was wearing looked somewhat familiar. He had messy black hair that was shot all over the place, straight into the air. He had features that just screamed mutant. His ears were pointed at the tips and when he had spoken earlier, she could have sworn she saw pointed teeth on the sides of his mouth. Nevertheless, his eyes were the dead give away. They were a crystal blue, just like hers. They were not the norm for someone of his apparent heritage.
"Is she going to be ok?"
In her haze of in-depth study, Storm hadn't noticed that the young man was staring back at her and had apparently just asked a question.
"Wha." was all she was able to say.
"Is she going to be ok?" Isaac repeated.
"You mean your partner?"
"Yes, is she going to be alright?" Isaac whispered. "Hank, uh, your doctor can help her right?"
"Yes, I am sure that he can." Storm answered.
"That's odd," Storm thought. "How did he know Hank's name?" As far as she knew Hank had yet to speak to the boy.
Just as Storm was about to comment on her silent conclusion, Wolverine burst into the room with what seemed to be the whole school in toe. And before she could stop him, Logan was all over Isaac.
"I'm not gonna hurt ya kid." Logan said through gritted teeth.
"Yeah, right!" Isaac said in return.
Isaac slid across the examining the table on to the floor and crouched in the corner of the lab. The lights flickered on and off and Isaac appeared to be talking deeper breaths, almost hyperventilating. His eyes began to take on an eerie glow. At that moment, Storm heard the familiar crack and pop of electricity.
"Calm down, Wolvie!" Isaac screamed rising to his full height.
Snikt!
"Wolverine, no!" Storm screamed.
"Logan." The Professor calmly ordered.
It was if time stopped. The lights stopped flickering and Isaac seemed to grow calmer, as did Logan. He retracted his claws.
"Calm yourself, Static." The Professor said as he made his way into the room. "We won't hurt you, isn't that right Logan."
"Yeah, sure," said Logan eyeing the boy wryly.
Isaac eyed the Professor as he walked toward the man and the group of assembled X-Men.
"What exactly is going on here, Professor?" Scott finally chimed in.
"I'm not sure, Scott." Xavier answered.
"That's a first." Scott thought.
The Professor smiled back at him.
"It looks like an old fashion breaking and entering to me." Logan muttered.
"Not exactly, Logan" Isaac said with a half smile.
Logan grunted his disapproval.
"Why don't we continue this in my office?" The Professor lead the way into the hall, followed by their strange new visitor. "Before we disturb Hank's patients any further."
Storm lagged behind the group. She was in a daze trying to register everything that had just happened. She was surprised at herself. She was usually unfazed by most anything and anyone but there was something about the boy that had her on edge.
"So, his name is Static, huh?" Storm thought. She gave a hum of approval. "I guess it suits him." She smiled to herself. "But not only does he seem to know Hank, but Logan also.Maybe he's a telepath, too?"
"Are you alright, Sturmbliebe?"
Storm was shocked to find Kurt waving a hand in front of her face.
"Oh!" She said followed by an embarrassed smile. "Yes, Kurt, I'm fine."
"Are you coming to join the interrogation?" Kurt said with a mischievous smile.
"I suppose." She answered with a smile of her own.
"Good, because I know a great short cut." Kurt said, that grin of his was getting bigger.
"Really." Storm said suspiciously.
And with that Kurt wrapped his arms around her waist and they were gone in a.
Bamf.
[About an hour ago.]
The lights were flickering on and off. In the light, he could see that the mansion was in shambles. In the dark, it was an obstacle course. The screams and yells were getting fainter now.
"Where is she." He found himself muttering aloud. "I hate it when she gets all feral."
He could feel himself getting worked up and that was not a good thing. He had already started hyperventilating. The lights were going on and off. He could hear crackling and pops in his ears.
He turned a corner and there she was. She was in a heap in the corner, right under the window in the girls' hall. He could see the blood even in the dim light.
"Vash!" he screamed as he ran over to her.
"Where is everyone?" she was able to mutter.
"Getting out of here, I hope." He answered. "And so should we."
"Yeah, sure," she said after a ragged breath. "I'll have us out in sec."
"No way!" he answered taking into account his partner's condition. "We'll do this the regular way."
He began to lift her onto his shoulder. Just as they were about to take their first steps together, when they were interrupted. The blast was so sudden that they weren't able to prepare themselves. They were thrown into the wall by an energy pulse. Vash lay seemingly unconscious on the floor. He lifted himself off the ground. Every light in the hall blew. The pops and crackles grew louder. The only light in the hall was from him now. He could see the electricity all around him. It was as if he was encased in his own electric field. Their attacker tried another blast, but nothing could penetrate. Our hero was quite pleased with himself, even though he wasn't sure how he'd done it. However, just as he was trying to figure it out he felt a sort of short in his power and the last thing he could remember feeling was someone's arms wrapping around his waist.
[The Present.]
Isaac surveyed the on looking faces. He took a deep breath. The lights flickered.
"She's a teleporter." He muttered. "She likes to appear near the ceiling when she's unsure of the surroundings. That's how we ended up in a heap on the Rec Room floor."
Kurt was pleased with the thought of another teleporter, but he was confused about what he had just heard.
"I still, do not understand, Static," Kurt hesitantly interrupted. "What happened to you and, Vash? Why would she bring you both here?"
"The elf's got a point." Logan added. "That still don't tell us who the hell you guys are."
Isaac looked to the Professor for support and was greeted with a warm smile. He took another deep breath. The lights flickered.
"My name is Isaac Sebastian Wagner." Isaac stated hesitantly. "But everyone just calls me Static." He added with a weak smile and chuckle.
"Wagner?" Scott said in disbelief.
Everyone immediately turned to Kurt.
"Yeah, Wagner." Static said.
"Kurt?" Storm said in hopes that Nightcrawler had some answers.
"I have never seen him before in my life." Kurt said with a nervous chuckle.
Static let out a loud sigh. "I'm not sure what happened here. So, I don't really know what I should or shouldn't say."
"Well, to be on the safe side, bub, maybe ya should just tell us everything." Logan said. The skepticism was obvious.
"Well," Static paused and pondered what to say next.
"It's alright, Isaac." Xavier assured him. "Go on."
"The girl in the med lab is my twin sister, Vashoba." Static admitted. "We're X-Men. At least where we're from."
This revelation brought gasps and surprised grunts from everyone in the room.
"Professor, is there something you're not telling us?" Scott asked.
It would have seemed to an outsider that Cyclops should have been more upset with this little surprise, but the Professor was known for keeping secrets. The Professor said nothing.
"And where exactly are you guys from?" Rogue interjected.
After not saying a word during the whole interrogation, Bobby Drake finally had something to say.
"You guys are from the future!" Iceman practically screamed.
Static gave Bobby a look of mute shock.
"Bobby!" Rogue gave him a quick jab to the side. "No more Sci-if channel for you."
Static sunk down into the chair. "I think you're right, Bobby. As much as I'm wishing otherwise."
The Professor gave hum of understanding. Static turned to Storm and Kurt who were standing together in the corner. He opened his mouth to say something but the words wouldn't come out. Rogue's eyes widened.
"He's your son, Kurt!" she blurted before she realized what she said and she quickly covered her mouth.
Kurt opened and closed his mouth like a fish gasping for air. Static didn't say another word.
"It's true." Xavier said in hopes of easing the growing tension.
"How intriguing." Hank said from his spot near the door.
"But how?" Scott blurted.
"Now that is what I am unsure of." Xavier said admitting his defeat.
"If he really is from the future and the elf really is his father then who on earth is his mother?" Logan sputtered.
Although Logan tended to believe Xavier even against his better judgments sometimes, this still was a bit hard to swallow. He was quite confused and this annoyed him. Nevertheless, there was something in his eyes that said that he already had his own idea. The room grew quiet and the Professor turned to Storm. Everyone followed his gaze.
"Wha-" Storm croaked. She found herself staring at the accusing boy slumped down in the chair. Her heart nearly stopped. "His eyes." She thought. "That's why he seemed so familiar."
"It is impossible!" She practically yelled. "There must be some mistake! Professor!"
She looked to the Professor for assistance.
"Ororo," He stated plainly. "Calm yourself."
In quiet shock, Storm pushed her way out of the door. Then all eyes turned to Kurt who was gone in a cloud of sulfurous smoke.
"Oh, god! This can't be happening." Static said as he dropped his face into his palms.
The entire team stood in the Professor's office in shock.
"Well this has certainly been an interesting night." Hank mumbled to himself.
He was sitting on the end of the med lab's examining table, staring at the floor. He looked like he was around the same age as Rogue and Bobby. He hadn't said much of anything since he had. just appeared. However, there was something so familiar about him and it had Storm fascinated. He seemed so very familiar.
"So," Storm forced herself to utter. "What's you're name?"
His mouth opened just a little as if he was thinking about his answer. Then finally he spoke.
"Isaac. My name is Isaac." he paused. "Just Isaac."
He seems a little on edge. Well of course, he is. He's and his partner have just been caught breaking into the mansion. He was looking around the room and glancing out the door. He could probably hear the Professor trying to calm Wolverine and Cyclops.
"Just Isaac, huh?" Storm said wryly.
"Yeah." Isaac muttered. "For now."
Storm had finally inched forward enough to get a good look at "Isaac." He was of average height and build, in fact the black leather uniform he was wearing looked somewhat familiar. He had messy black hair that was shot all over the place, straight into the air. He had features that just screamed mutant. His ears were pointed at the tips and when he had spoken earlier, she could have sworn she saw pointed teeth on the sides of his mouth. Nevertheless, his eyes were the dead give away. They were a crystal blue, just like hers. They were not the norm for someone of his apparent heritage.
"Is she going to be ok?"
In her haze of in-depth study, Storm hadn't noticed that the young man was staring back at her and had apparently just asked a question.
"Wha." was all she was able to say.
"Is she going to be ok?" Isaac repeated.
"You mean your partner?"
"Yes, is she going to be alright?" Isaac whispered. "Hank, uh, your doctor can help her right?"
"Yes, I am sure that he can." Storm answered.
"That's odd," Storm thought. "How did he know Hank's name?" As far as she knew Hank had yet to speak to the boy.
Just as Storm was about to comment on her silent conclusion, Wolverine burst into the room with what seemed to be the whole school in toe. And before she could stop him, Logan was all over Isaac.
"I'm not gonna hurt ya kid." Logan said through gritted teeth.
"Yeah, right!" Isaac said in return.
Isaac slid across the examining the table on to the floor and crouched in the corner of the lab. The lights flickered on and off and Isaac appeared to be talking deeper breaths, almost hyperventilating. His eyes began to take on an eerie glow. At that moment, Storm heard the familiar crack and pop of electricity.
"Calm down, Wolvie!" Isaac screamed rising to his full height.
Snikt!
"Wolverine, no!" Storm screamed.
"Logan." The Professor calmly ordered.
It was if time stopped. The lights stopped flickering and Isaac seemed to grow calmer, as did Logan. He retracted his claws.
"Calm yourself, Static." The Professor said as he made his way into the room. "We won't hurt you, isn't that right Logan."
"Yeah, sure," said Logan eyeing the boy wryly.
Isaac eyed the Professor as he walked toward the man and the group of assembled X-Men.
"What exactly is going on here, Professor?" Scott finally chimed in.
"I'm not sure, Scott." Xavier answered.
"That's a first." Scott thought.
The Professor smiled back at him.
"It looks like an old fashion breaking and entering to me." Logan muttered.
"Not exactly, Logan" Isaac said with a half smile.
Logan grunted his disapproval.
"Why don't we continue this in my office?" The Professor lead the way into the hall, followed by their strange new visitor. "Before we disturb Hank's patients any further."
Storm lagged behind the group. She was in a daze trying to register everything that had just happened. She was surprised at herself. She was usually unfazed by most anything and anyone but there was something about the boy that had her on edge.
"So, his name is Static, huh?" Storm thought. She gave a hum of approval. "I guess it suits him." She smiled to herself. "But not only does he seem to know Hank, but Logan also.Maybe he's a telepath, too?"
"Are you alright, Sturmbliebe?"
Storm was shocked to find Kurt waving a hand in front of her face.
"Oh!" She said followed by an embarrassed smile. "Yes, Kurt, I'm fine."
"Are you coming to join the interrogation?" Kurt said with a mischievous smile.
"I suppose." She answered with a smile of her own.
"Good, because I know a great short cut." Kurt said, that grin of his was getting bigger.
"Really." Storm said suspiciously.
And with that Kurt wrapped his arms around her waist and they were gone in a.
Bamf.
[About an hour ago.]
The lights were flickering on and off. In the light, he could see that the mansion was in shambles. In the dark, it was an obstacle course. The screams and yells were getting fainter now.
"Where is she." He found himself muttering aloud. "I hate it when she gets all feral."
He could feel himself getting worked up and that was not a good thing. He had already started hyperventilating. The lights were going on and off. He could hear crackling and pops in his ears.
He turned a corner and there she was. She was in a heap in the corner, right under the window in the girls' hall. He could see the blood even in the dim light.
"Vash!" he screamed as he ran over to her.
"Where is everyone?" she was able to mutter.
"Getting out of here, I hope." He answered. "And so should we."
"Yeah, sure," she said after a ragged breath. "I'll have us out in sec."
"No way!" he answered taking into account his partner's condition. "We'll do this the regular way."
He began to lift her onto his shoulder. Just as they were about to take their first steps together, when they were interrupted. The blast was so sudden that they weren't able to prepare themselves. They were thrown into the wall by an energy pulse. Vash lay seemingly unconscious on the floor. He lifted himself off the ground. Every light in the hall blew. The pops and crackles grew louder. The only light in the hall was from him now. He could see the electricity all around him. It was as if he was encased in his own electric field. Their attacker tried another blast, but nothing could penetrate. Our hero was quite pleased with himself, even though he wasn't sure how he'd done it. However, just as he was trying to figure it out he felt a sort of short in his power and the last thing he could remember feeling was someone's arms wrapping around his waist.
[The Present.]
Isaac surveyed the on looking faces. He took a deep breath. The lights flickered.
"She's a teleporter." He muttered. "She likes to appear near the ceiling when she's unsure of the surroundings. That's how we ended up in a heap on the Rec Room floor."
Kurt was pleased with the thought of another teleporter, but he was confused about what he had just heard.
"I still, do not understand, Static," Kurt hesitantly interrupted. "What happened to you and, Vash? Why would she bring you both here?"
"The elf's got a point." Logan added. "That still don't tell us who the hell you guys are."
Isaac looked to the Professor for support and was greeted with a warm smile. He took another deep breath. The lights flickered.
"My name is Isaac Sebastian Wagner." Isaac stated hesitantly. "But everyone just calls me Static." He added with a weak smile and chuckle.
"Wagner?" Scott said in disbelief.
Everyone immediately turned to Kurt.
"Yeah, Wagner." Static said.
"Kurt?" Storm said in hopes that Nightcrawler had some answers.
"I have never seen him before in my life." Kurt said with a nervous chuckle.
Static let out a loud sigh. "I'm not sure what happened here. So, I don't really know what I should or shouldn't say."
"Well, to be on the safe side, bub, maybe ya should just tell us everything." Logan said. The skepticism was obvious.
"Well," Static paused and pondered what to say next.
"It's alright, Isaac." Xavier assured him. "Go on."
"The girl in the med lab is my twin sister, Vashoba." Static admitted. "We're X-Men. At least where we're from."
This revelation brought gasps and surprised grunts from everyone in the room.
"Professor, is there something you're not telling us?" Scott asked.
It would have seemed to an outsider that Cyclops should have been more upset with this little surprise, but the Professor was known for keeping secrets. The Professor said nothing.
"And where exactly are you guys from?" Rogue interjected.
After not saying a word during the whole interrogation, Bobby Drake finally had something to say.
"You guys are from the future!" Iceman practically screamed.
Static gave Bobby a look of mute shock.
"Bobby!" Rogue gave him a quick jab to the side. "No more Sci-if channel for you."
Static sunk down into the chair. "I think you're right, Bobby. As much as I'm wishing otherwise."
The Professor gave hum of understanding. Static turned to Storm and Kurt who were standing together in the corner. He opened his mouth to say something but the words wouldn't come out. Rogue's eyes widened.
"He's your son, Kurt!" she blurted before she realized what she said and she quickly covered her mouth.
Kurt opened and closed his mouth like a fish gasping for air. Static didn't say another word.
"It's true." Xavier said in hopes of easing the growing tension.
"How intriguing." Hank said from his spot near the door.
"But how?" Scott blurted.
"Now that is what I am unsure of." Xavier said admitting his defeat.
"If he really is from the future and the elf really is his father then who on earth is his mother?" Logan sputtered.
Although Logan tended to believe Xavier even against his better judgments sometimes, this still was a bit hard to swallow. He was quite confused and this annoyed him. Nevertheless, there was something in his eyes that said that he already had his own idea. The room grew quiet and the Professor turned to Storm. Everyone followed his gaze.
"Wha-" Storm croaked. She found herself staring at the accusing boy slumped down in the chair. Her heart nearly stopped. "His eyes." She thought. "That's why he seemed so familiar."
"It is impossible!" She practically yelled. "There must be some mistake! Professor!"
She looked to the Professor for assistance.
"Ororo," He stated plainly. "Calm yourself."
In quiet shock, Storm pushed her way out of the door. Then all eyes turned to Kurt who was gone in a cloud of sulfurous smoke.
"Oh, god! This can't be happening." Static said as he dropped his face into his palms.
The entire team stood in the Professor's office in shock.
"Well this has certainly been an interesting night." Hank mumbled to himself.