Disclaimer: A whole host of new characters are mine. Please don't use them.
Of course, the X-Men and other such characters involved in the comic, books
and the movie belong to Marvel, and new ones are mine. Also the plot is my
own.
Throughout story: ""= Speech ' ' = Thoughts ^ ^ = Telepath
Jenny: No. I haven't forgotten them. These last dew chapters have been focused on humans and X-Men because I need the readers to notice a small change in the X-Men's views.. they fight for peace.. but you can slowly notice some regrets creeping up. I'm saying no more, it'll develop. But please, I haven't forgotten about them, they just don't have a big part in this part of the story, once we shift further along they shall be having long parts in chapters, and Sprite shall be making a swift comeback. I want him to remain mysterious for now. ;)
Chapter 11
The passageway had led them to a small clearing in a woodland outside the mansion grounds. Students were sat around on the grass in small groups. Feeble nightwear did nothing against the cool breeze that wafted through the tall dark trees of the wood. The X-Men were gathered together, and to their dislike, Magneto joined by Charles's side.
Over the other side of the trees, beyond the walkway that sunk below the ground, explosions could still be heard. The number of blasts was now reducing and jets could be heard retreating.
Charles lowered his head into a hand, visibly flinching at each blast that destroyed his home and his school. Storm kneeled down on the cool grass, frost gracing her bare knees that were riddled in goose bumps, even though a sapphire night dress cladded her gently, hem stopping at knees. A dark hand rested on his and she frowned gently at his obvious distress, "Charles.. we can still go back home after this has died down.. we can fix the damage.."
Logan however snorted, his arms folded over his vest that was still marked by blood and dirt, rips showing some parts of his firm chest, "Died down?" He gave a dry laugh, "We'll never be able to go back.. any sign of life in there and they'll return to chase us out."
Charles sighed gently, nodding, "I know.. but now.. we need a plan."
Various eyes went his way expectantly.
"We can't stay here.. not in New York.. not in America."
Faces were becoming more alarmed as he spoke.
"We've got to get out of America. Whilst humans remain with these beliefs, we won't be able to survive here. They'll keep coming.. they'll shoot us down wherever we go."
"We can stop them.. we can fight some off!" Cried Storm, still clinging to his hand.
Charles shook his head sombrely, "We don't stand a chance. And that's as blatant as I can put it."
Storm's head lowered to her hands and her head shook, "Charles.. you cannot be serious. How do we travel with over a hundred mutants unseen?"
Charles looked across to Logan, "I believe we might be able to get some transport out of here."
Scott raised a brow, "We can't go near humans! They will shoot us down the moment they see us! All the X-Men are currently wanted, and Logan is their top priority."
Charles nodded gently, "But Logan and Aurora are our resident experts at stealth. There's an airport along the road down here.. if you go and wait outside the base till the coast is clear, and then go into the Service Hanger.. by chance, we could get a plane fully fuelled and ready for take off."
Charles was met by blank stares.
"You.. you think it would work?" Said Aurora softly who was sat on the floor beside Logan, who remained stood, scrutinizing Charles with a scornful expression.
Charles sighed gently, "I don't think we have any choice. We can't stay in America.. we can come back.. one day perhaps. If we leave, we can have breathing space to organize how we can solve this problem."
Glances were exchanged amongst the X-Men and some students who were close enough to catch the conversation.
"But the most important thing.." Charles continued quietly, "Is that the student's lives are in our hands, and we must do as much as possible to limit the danger thrown at them. And leaving the country is the only way we can keep them from human harm. If we stay.. I dread to think of the consequences.. we could have lost many lives tonight."
Storm lifted from the grass, sighing gently, "Well, we can't do anything now.. jets are still flying over, we need to stay in this wooded area, the coverage is good."
She was met by a few nods.
"The sun is rising." Announced Magneto, speaking for the first time.
Some eyes went briefly to the horizon, and indeed the glowing orb of the sun was slowly creeping and sending the blackness of the sky into a warm hue of orange.
Logan now spoke, stretching a moment, joints clicking, "Give it another hour.. and we should head on down through the wood till we get to the airport."
He was met by nods from the surrounding X-Men. Logan then sat down on the grass and glanced to Aurora, "You up for this?" He asked her quietly.
She nodded with a wavering smile to her lips.
All students were in conversation, excited and panicky voices filling the cool morning air. The X-Men had now disbanded from their unofficial meeting and resided to sitting on the grass.. or like Storm and Kurt, travelled round the students to try and raise peoples current mood.
Scott was sat by the young girl from before, offering his socks as a makeshift bandage to the bleeding wound on her calf.
And Logan and Aurora.. they remained together, leaning to one another in peace. Logan suddenly felt the cool skin of her arm change to a warm and soft texture. He glanced her way, met by the large, but familiar figure of a wolf, which curled up on the grass beside him, her head resting to his thigh. Leaning back on one of the tree's, Logan placed his hand to her head, slowly rubbing the warm fur as they waited for the sun to rise..
***
The action is now unfolding folks! (: Please keep reviewing, let me know your favourite bits of these chapters! ^^ It'll be interesting to find out.
(www.freewebs.com/xwotw).
Throughout story: ""= Speech ' ' = Thoughts ^ ^ = Telepath
Jenny: No. I haven't forgotten them. These last dew chapters have been focused on humans and X-Men because I need the readers to notice a small change in the X-Men's views.. they fight for peace.. but you can slowly notice some regrets creeping up. I'm saying no more, it'll develop. But please, I haven't forgotten about them, they just don't have a big part in this part of the story, once we shift further along they shall be having long parts in chapters, and Sprite shall be making a swift comeback. I want him to remain mysterious for now. ;)
Chapter 11
The passageway had led them to a small clearing in a woodland outside the mansion grounds. Students were sat around on the grass in small groups. Feeble nightwear did nothing against the cool breeze that wafted through the tall dark trees of the wood. The X-Men were gathered together, and to their dislike, Magneto joined by Charles's side.
Over the other side of the trees, beyond the walkway that sunk below the ground, explosions could still be heard. The number of blasts was now reducing and jets could be heard retreating.
Charles lowered his head into a hand, visibly flinching at each blast that destroyed his home and his school. Storm kneeled down on the cool grass, frost gracing her bare knees that were riddled in goose bumps, even though a sapphire night dress cladded her gently, hem stopping at knees. A dark hand rested on his and she frowned gently at his obvious distress, "Charles.. we can still go back home after this has died down.. we can fix the damage.."
Logan however snorted, his arms folded over his vest that was still marked by blood and dirt, rips showing some parts of his firm chest, "Died down?" He gave a dry laugh, "We'll never be able to go back.. any sign of life in there and they'll return to chase us out."
Charles sighed gently, nodding, "I know.. but now.. we need a plan."
Various eyes went his way expectantly.
"We can't stay here.. not in New York.. not in America."
Faces were becoming more alarmed as he spoke.
"We've got to get out of America. Whilst humans remain with these beliefs, we won't be able to survive here. They'll keep coming.. they'll shoot us down wherever we go."
"We can stop them.. we can fight some off!" Cried Storm, still clinging to his hand.
Charles shook his head sombrely, "We don't stand a chance. And that's as blatant as I can put it."
Storm's head lowered to her hands and her head shook, "Charles.. you cannot be serious. How do we travel with over a hundred mutants unseen?"
Charles looked across to Logan, "I believe we might be able to get some transport out of here."
Scott raised a brow, "We can't go near humans! They will shoot us down the moment they see us! All the X-Men are currently wanted, and Logan is their top priority."
Charles nodded gently, "But Logan and Aurora are our resident experts at stealth. There's an airport along the road down here.. if you go and wait outside the base till the coast is clear, and then go into the Service Hanger.. by chance, we could get a plane fully fuelled and ready for take off."
Charles was met by blank stares.
"You.. you think it would work?" Said Aurora softly who was sat on the floor beside Logan, who remained stood, scrutinizing Charles with a scornful expression.
Charles sighed gently, "I don't think we have any choice. We can't stay in America.. we can come back.. one day perhaps. If we leave, we can have breathing space to organize how we can solve this problem."
Glances were exchanged amongst the X-Men and some students who were close enough to catch the conversation.
"But the most important thing.." Charles continued quietly, "Is that the student's lives are in our hands, and we must do as much as possible to limit the danger thrown at them. And leaving the country is the only way we can keep them from human harm. If we stay.. I dread to think of the consequences.. we could have lost many lives tonight."
Storm lifted from the grass, sighing gently, "Well, we can't do anything now.. jets are still flying over, we need to stay in this wooded area, the coverage is good."
She was met by a few nods.
"The sun is rising." Announced Magneto, speaking for the first time.
Some eyes went briefly to the horizon, and indeed the glowing orb of the sun was slowly creeping and sending the blackness of the sky into a warm hue of orange.
Logan now spoke, stretching a moment, joints clicking, "Give it another hour.. and we should head on down through the wood till we get to the airport."
He was met by nods from the surrounding X-Men. Logan then sat down on the grass and glanced to Aurora, "You up for this?" He asked her quietly.
She nodded with a wavering smile to her lips.
All students were in conversation, excited and panicky voices filling the cool morning air. The X-Men had now disbanded from their unofficial meeting and resided to sitting on the grass.. or like Storm and Kurt, travelled round the students to try and raise peoples current mood.
Scott was sat by the young girl from before, offering his socks as a makeshift bandage to the bleeding wound on her calf.
And Logan and Aurora.. they remained together, leaning to one another in peace. Logan suddenly felt the cool skin of her arm change to a warm and soft texture. He glanced her way, met by the large, but familiar figure of a wolf, which curled up on the grass beside him, her head resting to his thigh. Leaning back on one of the tree's, Logan placed his hand to her head, slowly rubbing the warm fur as they waited for the sun to rise..
***
The action is now unfolding folks! (: Please keep reviewing, let me know your favourite bits of these chapters! ^^ It'll be interesting to find out.
(www.freewebs.com/xwotw).