Part 1: Meetings and Greetings
Muir Island.
It's a safe haven for mutants. A place where Dr. Moira MacTaggert helps mutants that needs it. A place where the lost can turn to.
"A place where it always rains." Kurt grumbled as he headed towards the entrance.
Rogue, who heard his comment snorted in amusement, "You can say that again." She said as she wrapped her trench coat tighter around her.
"Can we hurry up, so we can get inside?" Kitty snapped.
Both Kurt and Rogue turned to look at Kitty. They didn't blame her for her bad mood. In fact, they were probably one of the few who sympathized with her.
Kitty took her break up with Lance hard, harder then anyone expected.
"Come on, you kids, get moving." Logan's gruff voice demanded them.
Rogue rolled her eyes; of course Logan had to come to this mission too.
Kurt sighed, as he wondered why exactly Xavier would send the five of them to Muir Island, just to pick up a mutant. And what an odd combination it was? Wolverine, Beast, Rogue, Nightcrawler and Shadowcat.
They finally walked in, only to find Moira stopping towards them. "About time you got here." She ranted in a thick Scottish accent, "What took ya so long?"
"Forgive us, Moira." Beast apologized in a polite manner.
"Hey!" Logan stepped forward annoyed, "We got here as soon as we could! So stop yer yapping."
Moira's face redden slightly with anger, "Logan, ya still the-"
Hank quickly stepped in, stopping a fight before it began, "Moira, might I say, that Professor Xavier was rather surprised you were willing to let go of one of your patients."
Moira nodded, "He was brought to me with a bullet wound. He's all better now, and this is when I usually let them go on their merry way. But," She paused as she took off her glasses to wipe the lens, "he couldn't."
"Why?" Hank asked confused.
Moira sighed as she put her glasses back on, "You see, even though he's only 18, he was part of this agency. They call themselves 'Black Air'. He wanted out, they wouldn't let him. He got shot, and they left him for dead. It's a miracle he survived." She pondered on that for a moment, "Anyways, he has no where to go. He can't stay with me, they'd find out he's alive. He can't go back to London, for the same reason. So, I figured I better send him to the states with Charles."
Hank nodded, "Good idea. Is that why you were annoyed we took long? You want us to get him back to safety?"
"God no!" She yelled as she threw her hands up in the air, "He's the most annoying person I ever met!" She said as she started ranting about all the annoying things he's done in the short time him being there.
Around the corner that same person watched on, secretly. He smiled as Moira complained about him. She was too easy.
As she was ranting, he studied the people who came for him.
The big, blue, furry man was interesting. He looked like a savage beast, but yet he seemed to have the most manners and the most intelligent one of the group.
The other older man, Logan as Moira called him, he liked. To get on Moira's nerves that fast, deserved praise and respect. He was a tough-looking man, who probably was the one who taught the combat to the team.
Then there were the three younger ones.
'Another blue one.' He seemed like he was a prankster. Just the way he stood there, with a goofy grin. He seemed to be looking around the room, curious about everything.
One of the other girls was looking around too. But she didn't seem curious; she seemed more like distrusting of the place. She had her arms crossed over her chest in a defensive manner. He knew right away, she didn't trust that easily, something they seemed to have in common with each other. She was cute too, but not his type. She was way too 'the-world-sucks' attitude for him.
The last girl was what caught his interest the most. She seemed younger then the other two, around 16. She's the one that looked the most normal. She had bright blue eyes, and soft brown hair. And he would bet she had just as soft of skin. She stood there, arms crossed. But it wasn't like she was distrusting the place like the other girl. She seemed like she was holding in pain. Her head slightly tilted to the side and her eyes downcast. She seemed lost in her own world.
And she was breath taking.
The man pushed the thoughts out of his head. It wasn't like him to get like that over a girl, especially a girl he didn't even know.
"PETE!" Moira's voice snapped at him. "Come on out here!"
Before he came out he asked her, "None of 'hem be telepaths, right?"
Moira rolled her eyes, "No! Now come on!"
He sighed as he stepped into view.
"Alright everyone. This is Pete Wisdom."
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"..and you'll be attending Bayville High with the other students." Hank went on telling Pete of his new life. He had been talking for the last 45 minutes, even after he realized Pete was never listening to him. Hank had continued, hoping he'd gain Pete's interest, but it has yet to be case. "And I'll just stop right here." Hank finally decided to give up after Pete's tenth sigh of annoyance.
"There is a god!" He yelled.
Kurt laughed, "There's nothing worse then a lecture."
"You obviously never had some of Moira's coffee." Pete grumbled, to which Logan burst out laughing and Moira glared.
"You see!" Moira pointed at Pete, "That's why I can't wait 'till he leaves!"
Pete rolled his eyes, "Stop yer belly-aching! Trust me the feeling's mutual." He snarled.
Kitty giggled, there was something about this guy. He reminded her of someone...
"So," Kurt asked, "Mien friend, what is your power."
"Not knives." He answered.
"Huh?"
"Hot knives! What are you bloody deaf?" He asked annoyed.
Kurt blushed, "And what is that exactly."
Moira sighed, "He generates this blade-like projectiles of pure energy, from his fingertips. They can be as hot as the heat of the heart of the sun." She explained.
Logan whistled, "Nice." He grinned.
"Yeah, I can really heat things up." Pete winked at Kitty.
Kitty blushed and looked down, shyly.
Pete leaned closer to Kitty, "So what's your special talent?" He asked.
Kurt, thinking he was talking to all of them answered, "I can teleport. Rogue can basically steal you life force. And Kitty can phase. Beast can....."
Pete interrupted, "Phasing? What's that?" He made sure Kurt knew he was directing his question to Kitty.
Kitty pushed a loose strand of hair behind her ear, "Um.....basically I can walk through things. You know, like walls, people, pretty much everything."
Pete smiled, "How...interesting."
Kurt, once again, tried to interrupt, "Anyways, like I said, Beast can..."
"Yeah, like I care." Pete cut Kurt off. And he continued to flirt with Kitty.
Rogue raised an eyebrow, "Well, we all know where his interest is."
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"Are you sure we can fly in this rain." Pete asked as he looked out the window of the X-Jet.
"Oh yeah," Kitty answered, "This is nothing." She smiled. When they had all boarded, he had purposely made sure she sat next to him.
Up front, in the controls, Hank heard Pete, "Do not worry Mr. Wisdom. Everything is fine. We'll be in the air soon."
Pete groaned, "I hate flying." He looked out the window, "Now I have to fly in the rain! Just bloody great!"
"Umm." Rogue mused quietly so only Kitty could hear her. "Doesn't like flying. He's rude to people. And he seems to only be interested in you. Remind you of anyone, Kitty?" She asked.
Kitty glared at her, "Shut up." She turned away, trying to push thoughts of Lance away.
Kitty turned back to look at Pete, who was looking out the window, and realized just how much he resembled Lance, he even looked like him. They both stood tall, with lean builds, black hair. Their only difference was that Pete didn't dress as grungy, and he had the most beautiful blue eyes.
Pete turned to look at her, "Wot?" He realized she was staring at him, "Do you like what you see? 'Cause I sure do."
Kitty blushed and looked down. She could help agree silently, 'So do I.'
"Okay, here we go." Hank announced. He reached over to switch on the engine.
He flipped it on.
There was a loud rumble, but after a moment, it died down, 'till it completely stopped.
"Wot's wrong?" Pete asked, slightly alarmed.
But both Hank and Logan ignored him as they tried to figure out what was wrong.
"Elf!" Logan yelled, "Did you and Bobby fill the fuel tank, like I told you to?"
There was complete silence, until Kurt's soft voce whispered, "Oops."
Muir Island.
It's a safe haven for mutants. A place where Dr. Moira MacTaggert helps mutants that needs it. A place where the lost can turn to.
"A place where it always rains." Kurt grumbled as he headed towards the entrance.
Rogue, who heard his comment snorted in amusement, "You can say that again." She said as she wrapped her trench coat tighter around her.
"Can we hurry up, so we can get inside?" Kitty snapped.
Both Kurt and Rogue turned to look at Kitty. They didn't blame her for her bad mood. In fact, they were probably one of the few who sympathized with her.
Kitty took her break up with Lance hard, harder then anyone expected.
"Come on, you kids, get moving." Logan's gruff voice demanded them.
Rogue rolled her eyes; of course Logan had to come to this mission too.
Kurt sighed, as he wondered why exactly Xavier would send the five of them to Muir Island, just to pick up a mutant. And what an odd combination it was? Wolverine, Beast, Rogue, Nightcrawler and Shadowcat.
They finally walked in, only to find Moira stopping towards them. "About time you got here." She ranted in a thick Scottish accent, "What took ya so long?"
"Forgive us, Moira." Beast apologized in a polite manner.
"Hey!" Logan stepped forward annoyed, "We got here as soon as we could! So stop yer yapping."
Moira's face redden slightly with anger, "Logan, ya still the-"
Hank quickly stepped in, stopping a fight before it began, "Moira, might I say, that Professor Xavier was rather surprised you were willing to let go of one of your patients."
Moira nodded, "He was brought to me with a bullet wound. He's all better now, and this is when I usually let them go on their merry way. But," She paused as she took off her glasses to wipe the lens, "he couldn't."
"Why?" Hank asked confused.
Moira sighed as she put her glasses back on, "You see, even though he's only 18, he was part of this agency. They call themselves 'Black Air'. He wanted out, they wouldn't let him. He got shot, and they left him for dead. It's a miracle he survived." She pondered on that for a moment, "Anyways, he has no where to go. He can't stay with me, they'd find out he's alive. He can't go back to London, for the same reason. So, I figured I better send him to the states with Charles."
Hank nodded, "Good idea. Is that why you were annoyed we took long? You want us to get him back to safety?"
"God no!" She yelled as she threw her hands up in the air, "He's the most annoying person I ever met!" She said as she started ranting about all the annoying things he's done in the short time him being there.
Around the corner that same person watched on, secretly. He smiled as Moira complained about him. She was too easy.
As she was ranting, he studied the people who came for him.
The big, blue, furry man was interesting. He looked like a savage beast, but yet he seemed to have the most manners and the most intelligent one of the group.
The other older man, Logan as Moira called him, he liked. To get on Moira's nerves that fast, deserved praise and respect. He was a tough-looking man, who probably was the one who taught the combat to the team.
Then there were the three younger ones.
'Another blue one.' He seemed like he was a prankster. Just the way he stood there, with a goofy grin. He seemed to be looking around the room, curious about everything.
One of the other girls was looking around too. But she didn't seem curious; she seemed more like distrusting of the place. She had her arms crossed over her chest in a defensive manner. He knew right away, she didn't trust that easily, something they seemed to have in common with each other. She was cute too, but not his type. She was way too 'the-world-sucks' attitude for him.
The last girl was what caught his interest the most. She seemed younger then the other two, around 16. She's the one that looked the most normal. She had bright blue eyes, and soft brown hair. And he would bet she had just as soft of skin. She stood there, arms crossed. But it wasn't like she was distrusting the place like the other girl. She seemed like she was holding in pain. Her head slightly tilted to the side and her eyes downcast. She seemed lost in her own world.
And she was breath taking.
The man pushed the thoughts out of his head. It wasn't like him to get like that over a girl, especially a girl he didn't even know.
"PETE!" Moira's voice snapped at him. "Come on out here!"
Before he came out he asked her, "None of 'hem be telepaths, right?"
Moira rolled her eyes, "No! Now come on!"
He sighed as he stepped into view.
"Alright everyone. This is Pete Wisdom."
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"..and you'll be attending Bayville High with the other students." Hank went on telling Pete of his new life. He had been talking for the last 45 minutes, even after he realized Pete was never listening to him. Hank had continued, hoping he'd gain Pete's interest, but it has yet to be case. "And I'll just stop right here." Hank finally decided to give up after Pete's tenth sigh of annoyance.
"There is a god!" He yelled.
Kurt laughed, "There's nothing worse then a lecture."
"You obviously never had some of Moira's coffee." Pete grumbled, to which Logan burst out laughing and Moira glared.
"You see!" Moira pointed at Pete, "That's why I can't wait 'till he leaves!"
Pete rolled his eyes, "Stop yer belly-aching! Trust me the feeling's mutual." He snarled.
Kitty giggled, there was something about this guy. He reminded her of someone...
"So," Kurt asked, "Mien friend, what is your power."
"Not knives." He answered.
"Huh?"
"Hot knives! What are you bloody deaf?" He asked annoyed.
Kurt blushed, "And what is that exactly."
Moira sighed, "He generates this blade-like projectiles of pure energy, from his fingertips. They can be as hot as the heat of the heart of the sun." She explained.
Logan whistled, "Nice." He grinned.
"Yeah, I can really heat things up." Pete winked at Kitty.
Kitty blushed and looked down, shyly.
Pete leaned closer to Kitty, "So what's your special talent?" He asked.
Kurt, thinking he was talking to all of them answered, "I can teleport. Rogue can basically steal you life force. And Kitty can phase. Beast can....."
Pete interrupted, "Phasing? What's that?" He made sure Kurt knew he was directing his question to Kitty.
Kitty pushed a loose strand of hair behind her ear, "Um.....basically I can walk through things. You know, like walls, people, pretty much everything."
Pete smiled, "How...interesting."
Kurt, once again, tried to interrupt, "Anyways, like I said, Beast can..."
"Yeah, like I care." Pete cut Kurt off. And he continued to flirt with Kitty.
Rogue raised an eyebrow, "Well, we all know where his interest is."
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"Are you sure we can fly in this rain." Pete asked as he looked out the window of the X-Jet.
"Oh yeah," Kitty answered, "This is nothing." She smiled. When they had all boarded, he had purposely made sure she sat next to him.
Up front, in the controls, Hank heard Pete, "Do not worry Mr. Wisdom. Everything is fine. We'll be in the air soon."
Pete groaned, "I hate flying." He looked out the window, "Now I have to fly in the rain! Just bloody great!"
"Umm." Rogue mused quietly so only Kitty could hear her. "Doesn't like flying. He's rude to people. And he seems to only be interested in you. Remind you of anyone, Kitty?" She asked.
Kitty glared at her, "Shut up." She turned away, trying to push thoughts of Lance away.
Kitty turned back to look at Pete, who was looking out the window, and realized just how much he resembled Lance, he even looked like him. They both stood tall, with lean builds, black hair. Their only difference was that Pete didn't dress as grungy, and he had the most beautiful blue eyes.
Pete turned to look at her, "Wot?" He realized she was staring at him, "Do you like what you see? 'Cause I sure do."
Kitty blushed and looked down. She could help agree silently, 'So do I.'
"Okay, here we go." Hank announced. He reached over to switch on the engine.
He flipped it on.
There was a loud rumble, but after a moment, it died down, 'till it completely stopped.
"Wot's wrong?" Pete asked, slightly alarmed.
But both Hank and Logan ignored him as they tried to figure out what was wrong.
"Elf!" Logan yelled, "Did you and Bobby fill the fuel tank, like I told you to?"
There was complete silence, until Kurt's soft voce whispered, "Oops."