Sheesh. I was planning on having this chapter out a few days after the last. Now it's like 2 months. Several reasons for delays: At first, I was tragically struck down by a really bad cold in which I could barely breathe or eat, and every time I went to get up to go anywhere, my vision blurred and I got really dizzy. I stayed home from school on Thursday and Friday and watched every single thing on my X-Men and X-2 DVDs. I watched X-2 almost 4 times on Thursday- sometimes with commentary, sometimes in French.... I probably could recite every line in that movie now.
There was this one little featurette thingy, where this guy who wrote some Nightcrawler comics was talking. And he was asked to say something little known about Nightcrawler, and he said something like "You know how he has 2 fingers and 2 toes, well, there's somethingelse he has two of." I was sitting there, blowing my nose for the 17 billionth time, thinking "PLEASE let him be talking about eyes...."
And then after I got better from that, I just kinda felt unmotivated to write. And then I got this new computer on which I can play this terribly addicting game- Runescape. And then there was Graduation. And then… well, you're lucky I got this chapter out
Anyway, here's chapter 8:
----------------------Chapter 8----------------------
Turns out that Tabitha had been right. The school was now a real danger zone. Some very important pipes travelled through the auditorium celing, and not only was the room filled with debris, but it was also flooded from burst pipes. Broken electrical wires didn't make it any safer.
Kurt spent 5 minutes teleporting from room to room to alert everyone that school had been cancelled. When Seriana found out, she yawned and idly thought "At least I got everyone a nice vacation. And I didn't even have to kill anyone this time."
Everyone was awake even though though there was no school. It was a hectic mess with everyone around. Sure, there had been days when everyone was around the mansion- they were called weekends. But on the weekends, everyone usally had some sort of plan. This day, however, was a spontaneous home-staying. No one had anywhere to go or anything to do.
As Seriana walked around in her usual morning routine, she noticed that everyone was avoiding her a little more than usual. Maybe they were afraid of what she would do.
After eating breakfast, Seriana joined Rogue, Kitty, Bobby, Amara and Roberto in front of the TV. When she entered the room, she heard Kitty talking: "--standing around my locker, like, all the time. And last night, I could have sworn I heard his jeep drive by."
"Restraining order," Rogue mumbled and turned up the volume on the TV.
"I'm not getting a restraining order," Kitty scoffed. "I just wish he'd, like, SAY something instead of lurking around."
Everyone except Kitty seemed to be in a daze. Their eyes stared at the TV. None of them even liked the program. "What are you watching?" Kitty asked.
"I dunno." Roberto shlumped further down into the armchair.
Rogue picked up the remote and was about to change the station when Scott came through the door and clapped his hands together. "Guess what, guys!" He said energetically. "Training session!"
Everyone groaned except for Seriana, who had never had one before. "Wha--" she began to ask as everyone slouched out of the room.
"This is your first one," Scott said. Seri could tell he was trying to act a little intimidating. "So we'll go easy on you." He handed her a box. "Suit up and meet us in the Danger room."
'That sounds safe,' she thought.
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She stood in a line against the wall with the other new recruits. She pulled at the tight fitting material of the suit she was wearing. It snapped back to her skin.
"Why are we wearing these?" she casually asked Tabitha.
"Because they're our uniforms," Bobby said proudly.
Scott walked over, pointed to Seriana and said, "Okay, no powers for you, so just try to defend yourself and stay out of harm's way." Seriana rolled her eyes as he walked away. It reminded her of the one episode of Seinfeld with the soup nazi- "No soup for you!"
The machines started up, and the simple sounding plan of staying out of harm's way was harder than she ever thought. It made her slightly envious- hopping around helplessly, while everyone else blowing stuff up or melting it or freezing it....
It went on for almost an hour, and once it was over, Seri collapsed to the floor to rest. She thought her insides were gonna find their way to the outside.
"First time a bit rough, huh?" Tabitha loomed over her, looking abnormally happy for what they had just done. "Come on, I'll take you upstairs."
"I don't really remember my first time," she said as they headed to their shared room, "But I'm sure it wasn't too fun."
Seri flopped backwards onto her bed and stared blankly at the celing. Her leg itched but she was too tired to scratch it.
"So, you wanna do something later? We can go to the mall, let's go to the mall! It'll be fun!"
"Ehhh...." Seriana moaned lightly.
"Still tired, huh? Well, you'll get used to it quick. I'm actually surprised you haven't had to go for a session before this. You sure you don't want to go to the mall?"
"Lemmie rest for a bit, and then we'll go."
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For a second it seemed she was home. But her house was beautiful. The paint was perfect, the curtains hung evenly in the windows, the front stairs weren't crumbling. The small gardens weren't overgrown with weeds, instead, they were gorgeous with their perfectly groomed flowers of bright colors. Sunflowers were growing in a small spot on the corner of the flower bed on the side of the house.
There was only one problem: Seriana knew this wasn't her house. Still, she walked around the outside of it, looking at every detail of it, a dozen times. On the last time, when she reached the front sidewalk, Jack was standing there. He didn't have his scraggly hair or lazily unshaven face. His clothes were neat and looked like something the probably wouldn't wear unless his guitar's life depended on it.
"What are you doing here?" she asked him.
"Are you kidding? I live here," he responded.
"But I don't live here..." Seri responded dreamily.
Jack's face turned violent. He suddenly pushed her shoulders harshly, making her stumble to the ground. "You could never live here," he growled.
Seriana pulled herself to her feet and glanced at the house, and the house looked just as she had left it before leaving for New York: The weeds, the peeling paint, the dirty, tattered curtains and the 4 front stairs that were missing a board on the second step. She turned around and looked at Jack. He too suddenly looked just as she had remembered him, with his 'just got out of bed' look. "Now we are home," he said very kindly. "Go ahead." He gently nudged her in the direction of the house.
"You lead," she instructed.
Jack took her hand and the two of them walked towards the house. When they got to the door, Seriana reached for the doorknob and-
She woke with a start. The lights were off, the curtains were closed and the room was dark. Seri glanced over at the clock by her bed, the glowing red numbers said 7:13. It was a "bad time" as Ryu would say. Ryu loved numbers and with every time that there was, she would like to find patterns in them, for example, with 6:42, 6 minus 4 is 2. Seriana could see no pattern in 7:13.
She walked out into the hallway, and asked the first person she saw- Rogue- where Tabitha had gone. "I dunno," she answered. "Haven't seen her for a while."
"Probably went to the mall already. Heyyy, Rogue, how would you like to go to the mall?"
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Seri walked the crowded halls alone. Rogue had declined her invitation, so Seriana had walked alone. She had been over the whole mall twice, and didn't see Tabitha at all. She was just about to leave when someone called out to her.
"Oh no," she groaned. She spun around to see Lance and his buddies. "Haven't seen you in a while,"
"Yeah, I've been skipping a lot lately. And speaking of school, I saw what you did to the auditorium."
"That was an accident."
"Pretty serious power you got there. And I thought it was just restricted to tormenting geometry teachers."
"Just back off, okay?" Seriana started to walk away.
"Hey, wait a second." Lance took a step and reached out to grab her arm. "Can we go somewhere to talk?"
Seriana looked at him like he was totally insane.
"Yo, what're you doin'?" Lance's one friend asked.
"Shut up," he mumbled over his shoulder. "Go find some people to freak out." Lance's two friends- who Seriana had yet to be introduced to- sulked away. Once they had left, he turned to her and said in one of the most serious tones she had ever heard him use, "I see it in you, and you gotta get out."
"What?" Seri was totally shocked.
"It's that place you're at. People like us don't belong there."
"What? Where I live? It's meant just for people-"
"I don't mean mutants. Just because you're a mutant doesn't mean you have to be one of those X-geeks. They're too restricting for you. I bet you're not even allowed to use your powers because of what happened."
"I technically haven't even been allowed to sing or anything like that outside of the institute since I got there."
"You want out?"
"What!?"
"Do you want to leave?"
"Where would I go?"
"Come live with us. You'd make us a half-dozen strong."
"Do I want to know who 'us' is?"
"Me and Toad and Blob and everyone."
It was then that a thought crossed Seriana's mind. Lance and those other two were part of that Brotherhood thing that Tabitha had warned Seriana about when she first arrived. And then another thought crossed her mind: she might actually do it.
----------------------end of chapter 8----------------------
Another thing that kind of gets me upset on FFN summaries: "NO FLAMES!" It's like, "Well, I was thinking of horribly bashing this story, but it says I'm not allowed, so gosh darn it, I won't." ...Well, I suppose that's a good thing, cause maybe instead of saying stuff like "$&!!#$&$ U DONT NO HOW TO RITE! %#&#$%#&$" They'll say something like "Your original character was highly underdeveloped and you portrayed the canon characters completely wrong. Your grammar and punctuation had the same quality it would as if a giraffe wrote it. Also, I highly disagree with the pairing in this story, but that has nothing to do with the quality of your writing; perhaps I should find a story in which the paring I like exists." At least, in an ideal world that would happen. Also in an ideal world, I'd be getting more readers... COME ON HERE, PEOPLE!
There was this one little featurette thingy, where this guy who wrote some Nightcrawler comics was talking. And he was asked to say something little known about Nightcrawler, and he said something like "You know how he has 2 fingers and 2 toes, well, there's somethingelse he has two of." I was sitting there, blowing my nose for the 17 billionth time, thinking "PLEASE let him be talking about eyes...."
And then after I got better from that, I just kinda felt unmotivated to write. And then I got this new computer on which I can play this terribly addicting game- Runescape. And then there was Graduation. And then… well, you're lucky I got this chapter out
Anyway, here's chapter 8:
----------------------Chapter 8----------------------
Turns out that Tabitha had been right. The school was now a real danger zone. Some very important pipes travelled through the auditorium celing, and not only was the room filled with debris, but it was also flooded from burst pipes. Broken electrical wires didn't make it any safer.
Kurt spent 5 minutes teleporting from room to room to alert everyone that school had been cancelled. When Seriana found out, she yawned and idly thought "At least I got everyone a nice vacation. And I didn't even have to kill anyone this time."
Everyone was awake even though though there was no school. It was a hectic mess with everyone around. Sure, there had been days when everyone was around the mansion- they were called weekends. But on the weekends, everyone usally had some sort of plan. This day, however, was a spontaneous home-staying. No one had anywhere to go or anything to do.
As Seriana walked around in her usual morning routine, she noticed that everyone was avoiding her a little more than usual. Maybe they were afraid of what she would do.
After eating breakfast, Seriana joined Rogue, Kitty, Bobby, Amara and Roberto in front of the TV. When she entered the room, she heard Kitty talking: "--standing around my locker, like, all the time. And last night, I could have sworn I heard his jeep drive by."
"Restraining order," Rogue mumbled and turned up the volume on the TV.
"I'm not getting a restraining order," Kitty scoffed. "I just wish he'd, like, SAY something instead of lurking around."
Everyone except Kitty seemed to be in a daze. Their eyes stared at the TV. None of them even liked the program. "What are you watching?" Kitty asked.
"I dunno." Roberto shlumped further down into the armchair.
Rogue picked up the remote and was about to change the station when Scott came through the door and clapped his hands together. "Guess what, guys!" He said energetically. "Training session!"
Everyone groaned except for Seriana, who had never had one before. "Wha--" she began to ask as everyone slouched out of the room.
"This is your first one," Scott said. Seri could tell he was trying to act a little intimidating. "So we'll go easy on you." He handed her a box. "Suit up and meet us in the Danger room."
'That sounds safe,' she thought.
--------------------
She stood in a line against the wall with the other new recruits. She pulled at the tight fitting material of the suit she was wearing. It snapped back to her skin.
"Why are we wearing these?" she casually asked Tabitha.
"Because they're our uniforms," Bobby said proudly.
Scott walked over, pointed to Seriana and said, "Okay, no powers for you, so just try to defend yourself and stay out of harm's way." Seriana rolled her eyes as he walked away. It reminded her of the one episode of Seinfeld with the soup nazi- "No soup for you!"
The machines started up, and the simple sounding plan of staying out of harm's way was harder than she ever thought. It made her slightly envious- hopping around helplessly, while everyone else blowing stuff up or melting it or freezing it....
It went on for almost an hour, and once it was over, Seri collapsed to the floor to rest. She thought her insides were gonna find their way to the outside.
"First time a bit rough, huh?" Tabitha loomed over her, looking abnormally happy for what they had just done. "Come on, I'll take you upstairs."
"I don't really remember my first time," she said as they headed to their shared room, "But I'm sure it wasn't too fun."
Seri flopped backwards onto her bed and stared blankly at the celing. Her leg itched but she was too tired to scratch it.
"So, you wanna do something later? We can go to the mall, let's go to the mall! It'll be fun!"
"Ehhh...." Seriana moaned lightly.
"Still tired, huh? Well, you'll get used to it quick. I'm actually surprised you haven't had to go for a session before this. You sure you don't want to go to the mall?"
"Lemmie rest for a bit, and then we'll go."
--------------------
For a second it seemed she was home. But her house was beautiful. The paint was perfect, the curtains hung evenly in the windows, the front stairs weren't crumbling. The small gardens weren't overgrown with weeds, instead, they were gorgeous with their perfectly groomed flowers of bright colors. Sunflowers were growing in a small spot on the corner of the flower bed on the side of the house.
There was only one problem: Seriana knew this wasn't her house. Still, she walked around the outside of it, looking at every detail of it, a dozen times. On the last time, when she reached the front sidewalk, Jack was standing there. He didn't have his scraggly hair or lazily unshaven face. His clothes were neat and looked like something the probably wouldn't wear unless his guitar's life depended on it.
"What are you doing here?" she asked him.
"Are you kidding? I live here," he responded.
"But I don't live here..." Seri responded dreamily.
Jack's face turned violent. He suddenly pushed her shoulders harshly, making her stumble to the ground. "You could never live here," he growled.
Seriana pulled herself to her feet and glanced at the house, and the house looked just as she had left it before leaving for New York: The weeds, the peeling paint, the dirty, tattered curtains and the 4 front stairs that were missing a board on the second step. She turned around and looked at Jack. He too suddenly looked just as she had remembered him, with his 'just got out of bed' look. "Now we are home," he said very kindly. "Go ahead." He gently nudged her in the direction of the house.
"You lead," she instructed.
Jack took her hand and the two of them walked towards the house. When they got to the door, Seriana reached for the doorknob and-
She woke with a start. The lights were off, the curtains were closed and the room was dark. Seri glanced over at the clock by her bed, the glowing red numbers said 7:13. It was a "bad time" as Ryu would say. Ryu loved numbers and with every time that there was, she would like to find patterns in them, for example, with 6:42, 6 minus 4 is 2. Seriana could see no pattern in 7:13.
She walked out into the hallway, and asked the first person she saw- Rogue- where Tabitha had gone. "I dunno," she answered. "Haven't seen her for a while."
"Probably went to the mall already. Heyyy, Rogue, how would you like to go to the mall?"
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Seri walked the crowded halls alone. Rogue had declined her invitation, so Seriana had walked alone. She had been over the whole mall twice, and didn't see Tabitha at all. She was just about to leave when someone called out to her.
"Oh no," she groaned. She spun around to see Lance and his buddies. "Haven't seen you in a while,"
"Yeah, I've been skipping a lot lately. And speaking of school, I saw what you did to the auditorium."
"That was an accident."
"Pretty serious power you got there. And I thought it was just restricted to tormenting geometry teachers."
"Just back off, okay?" Seriana started to walk away.
"Hey, wait a second." Lance took a step and reached out to grab her arm. "Can we go somewhere to talk?"
Seriana looked at him like he was totally insane.
"Yo, what're you doin'?" Lance's one friend asked.
"Shut up," he mumbled over his shoulder. "Go find some people to freak out." Lance's two friends- who Seriana had yet to be introduced to- sulked away. Once they had left, he turned to her and said in one of the most serious tones she had ever heard him use, "I see it in you, and you gotta get out."
"What?" Seri was totally shocked.
"It's that place you're at. People like us don't belong there."
"What? Where I live? It's meant just for people-"
"I don't mean mutants. Just because you're a mutant doesn't mean you have to be one of those X-geeks. They're too restricting for you. I bet you're not even allowed to use your powers because of what happened."
"I technically haven't even been allowed to sing or anything like that outside of the institute since I got there."
"You want out?"
"What!?"
"Do you want to leave?"
"Where would I go?"
"Come live with us. You'd make us a half-dozen strong."
"Do I want to know who 'us' is?"
"Me and Toad and Blob and everyone."
It was then that a thought crossed Seriana's mind. Lance and those other two were part of that Brotherhood thing that Tabitha had warned Seriana about when she first arrived. And then another thought crossed her mind: she might actually do it.
----------------------end of chapter 8----------------------
Another thing that kind of gets me upset on FFN summaries: "NO FLAMES!" It's like, "Well, I was thinking of horribly bashing this story, but it says I'm not allowed, so gosh darn it, I won't." ...Well, I suppose that's a good thing, cause maybe instead of saying stuff like "$&!!#$&$ U DONT NO HOW TO RITE! %#&#$%#&$" They'll say something like "Your original character was highly underdeveloped and you portrayed the canon characters completely wrong. Your grammar and punctuation had the same quality it would as if a giraffe wrote it. Also, I highly disagree with the pairing in this story, but that has nothing to do with the quality of your writing; perhaps I should find a story in which the paring I like exists." At least, in an ideal world that would happen. Also in an ideal world, I'd be getting more readers... COME ON HERE, PEOPLE!