Scott walked out of the guestroom Kern had provided for him. However, he hadn't come to the room to stay, but rather to change. He was now dressed in a loose, white, long sleeved tunic. Over it was a brown vest, which was tight and odd to him. Around his waist was a leather belt. His pants were a dark brown that were pretty tight but Scott was used to that from his uniform. Lastly, there were lighter brown boats that went up to his shin and nearly to his knees.

"Great! It fits." Kern said delightedly. "But you still haven't removed that device from you're eyes."

"I need it." He told her, and prayed that she wouldn't question him about it.

She sighed, but didn't say anything more about it. "Let's go join Natel." She said and Scott nodded. The shorter woman then led him out and to the dinning room where the man he had met previously, sat.

Natel looked up at Scott from the table. He motioned for the stranger boy to sit at the table and Scott obediently sat. Kern sat down as well.

"So Scott, how did you get here from… Bayville?" Natel asked as his wife began to fill the plates.

"Well, I was actually in Ohio when I ended up… here." Scott said thoughtfully. That where they had went to recruit Joseph.

"Ohio? We've never heard of such a place." Natel said, grabbing at some meat and taking a bite. The only silverware that was used was the dagger they had.

"What have you heard of?" Scott questioned.

"We reside in the kingdom Prait. The surrounding kingdoms are Helons, Careilon, and Stonel." Natel replied.

"Kingdoms? Are you sure you don't mean countries?" Scott questioned confused.

"Countries? Well, of course there are countries in the kingdoms. Kern and I live in the country." Natel said, slightly confused.

Scott shook his head. Obviously they didn't know what he was talking about.

"So what led you to my home?"

"I was looking for my friends. I was with them before… getting lost." Scott explained. "Which reminds me, did you see anyone before me?"

Natel shook his head. "Guess not, sorry. Do you have any idea where they might be?" He questioned.

Scott shook his head. "I'm still clueless as to where I am." Scott said, ruffling his hair in calm distress.

"Well, eat and rest. Tomorrow I'll ask my neighbors if they have seen your friends." Natel assured him.

Scott nodded but didn't look comforted. He picked up the meat with his hands and began to eat. It wasn't any good and he wasn't that hungry so he didn't eat much really.

When he finished, Natel was already done and looking at him. "Well, as long as you remain under my roof and eat my food, you'll abide by my rules or leave."

Scott was slightly taken aback but thought it was a fair deal and nodded.

"At dawn I will send Kern to wake you if you're not already awake and you shall help me in the field. You will eat only your share and take only your earnings." He said, looking straight at Scott unblinking.

Scott nodded. "That's fair."

"Good." Natel said as he turned to Kern. "Clean up in here and myself and this lad will polish the tools."

"Did the polish finally come in then?" Kern asked.

"It did." Natel replied.

"And we had enough money?" Kern questioned carefully.

"I've been saving."

"Oh."

Scott rolled over in his bed. Slowly he opened his eyes. The lighting was dim, but that was enough to reveal to him that he wasn't in his room. He was… he didn't know. He bolted up and looked around frantically. This room was small, shabby, and the bed… wasn't really a bed. It was just some padding and a blanket.

He got to his feet and touched his eyes. He was wearing his visor… why his visor? Shouldn't he be wearing his shades? Something was not right here.

He got to his feet and found that he was dressed oddly too. He was about to look around for his regular clothes when there came a knock at the door.

"Scott?" The door opened and an unfamiliar woman came in.

"Who are you?" He questioned, a bit panicked.

The woman looked slightly taken aback. "It's me, Kern. I-"

"Where am I? How'd I get here…" He trailed as he began to remember everything that had happened. He had thought that a dream!

"You're in Prait, Natel told you that. We don't know how you got here either. Are you alright dear?" She questioned, walking further into the room and opening the curtains wider. The sun was rising.

"Yeah, sorry." Scott said, rubbing the back of his neck.

Kern looked unconvinced but nodded anyway. "Well, get dressed and come out. I'll get some breakfast ready for you."

"Thank you." Scott said simply. Kern nodded and left, closing the flimsy door behind her.

Scott looked at the room again. It was lit only dimly and there were no electric lights so he would have to change while hardly being able to see. He'd manage.

The breakfast was better then the dinner, but not much. It didn't seem to be Kern's lack in skill, but rather their lack of supplies… he hadn't even seen a refrigerator.

The work of that day left Scott more exhausted then one of Logan's danger room sessions. The sun had been hot and everything seemed to be done by hand. All they seemed to have to help them were some small tools and an ox.

Once they stopped working Scott went to rest and sleep. Natel left to keep his promise and ask his neighbors if he had seen any of Scott's companions.

When Natel returned, it was with no news. None of his neighbors had seen any strangers that day. Especially none that claimed to be from 'Bayville' 'New York' or 'Ohio.'

Once Natel told Scott this, Scott ran a hand through his hair and bit his lip. He was thoroughly frustrated. "I've got to find them! Something could have happened! I don't even know where to start looking though." He slammed his fist against the wall.

"Woaw there!" Natel said, grasping Scott's fist. "My grandfather built this house, I'd prefer it if you didn't try and break it." He said, a slight smirk on his face. He sighed. "Look, I'm sorry I didn't come back with any news of your friends. I assure you though, with no money; which appears to be true in your case; no connections and no idea where you are you're as good as dead.

"I know." Scott breathed.

"Natel put a hand on Scott's shoulder. "Calm down! Look, just stay here for a while and I'll have an ear out for the gossip. Are their any of them that might cause gossip?"

"Oh yeah." Scott said as he calmed down. "Jean. She has striking emerald eyes and flaming red hair, umm… Ororo. She has dark skin with white hair. Ugh… Kurt. You probably won't believe me, but he's blue and fuzzy. He is a person though."

Natel gave him a weird look but nodded for him to continue.

"Rogue, she has auburn hair with white streaks in the front and really pale skin. Those ones are the ones that might stand out. There were more though. Kitty, Charles, and Logan. Kitty's a small girl with brown hair and blue eyes. Charles can't walk and is bald. Logan, he's short but muscular."

Natel nodded. "I'll keep an ear out for them. And you will stay here…?"

Scott nodded. "Yeah."

Natel nodded again. "Right. Now, go get some sleep, you look miserable."

Scott complied.

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SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORRRRRRRRRRRRYYYYYYY that I've taken so long. *sighs* And now it's really short. I couldn't really think for Scott. He's not really a character I relate well with so… lol. He's difficult for me to write. This is what's been stalling me too. Lol.

Rogue77- About the Catholic Church, this is a different world so I kind of… don't have that. Lol. If the kingdom wants a religion, then it has one. The king's of the country in this have the dominance though. Lol

Dragonchild- I'm sorry it's not Rogue's. . I'm doing it in order of how I have it in the second chapter. And no, the prince is not going to the same place as "Kurt's" kingdom. Lol.

^Crysala^