I Am My Own Worst Enemy
Meeting Fear
As the sun rose above the Xaivier Institute, members of the 'famliy' living there where just awakening to begin another day of their 'normal' lives. After the horror of having the world discover what they are, and after the long battle of getting society to accept them for who they are, these children can finally join their fellow students at school, without fear.
As the alarm clock by Rogue's bed goes off, Kiddy groggily phases out the door towards the bathroom. She passes by Kurt who just popped into the hallway. Scott is pulling down his sweatshirt as he walks down the stairs to the kitchen. When Scott gets downstairs, however, Logan is not sitting in the kitchen window reading the paper like usual. Scott merely, sleepily brushes this off as he grabs a piece of toast and sits down.
Slowly, the rest of the senior members of the X-men make their way down into the kitchen. All the latest recruits went home for the spring holiday, whereas the senior members couldn't even get out of bed early enough to catch a train or plane for their homes. Some of the, unfortunately, did not really have a home to go back to.
As Rogue jumped down three-steps at a time, down the main stairway, she heard a faint sound coming from outside. When she looked up, she saw a large armored truck coming straight down the street towards the Xavier Institute. She was about to run to lock up the gate so that the truck couldn't get through. She didn't understand why, but a sudden surge of fear struck her in the chest when she saw that black truck. That pain was like swallowing a glass of boiling hot water, and feeling the burn in your chest.
She would have ran to the computer system in the same speed Pietro could make, but was stopped by Xavier himself. He wheeled himself over to the front door at sat their, waiting. By this time the others came out from the kitchen all commenting on the weird pain in their chests, and the sudden adrenaline rush or fear. They came upon Rogue, who had collapsed to her knees in sheer shock of this unknown source of fear.
When the truck rolled up to the doorway of the Institue, time seemed to have stopped, no one spoke, and not even the rustle of leaves could be heard outside. It would have seemed like death was hovering over the Institute.
"Bring her forward," the silence was severed abrubrtly by the sound of Prof. Xavier's voice. Three men in padded black suits came out from the front of the truck followed by ten more men in the same garb, making a total of thirteen men who began to cautiously bring out whatever was inside the truck.
What they pulled out was a metal cage with tempered glass at the front. In the cage was a girl no older than fifteen. She was curled up in the back corner, her face cloaked in the darkness of the cage. When the men set her down in front of the Prof. the X-men could see her very clearly. She was staring into nothing with a dazed, lost expression on her face. Her eyes where cloudy gray that seemed to be in a world of their own. In her arms, she was clutching a strange book. She wore a completely black outfit that covered her feet, ended at her elbows, and the neck went down to below her collerbone with a knotted string in the back. Her hair was a smokey gray with assorted hair wraps with beads on each one. The beads had many strange written characters on them.
"Prof.," Jean began, "who..is that?" She pointed towards the cage. As she did so the girl moved her gaze to the students. While it still held the emptiness of before, the X-men took a step back seeing fierce anger in those soulless eyes.
"This," the Prof. began, not even noticing the fear his students wore on the faces, "is Hecate, our newest member of the X-men family."
Meeting Fear
As the sun rose above the Xaivier Institute, members of the 'famliy' living there where just awakening to begin another day of their 'normal' lives. After the horror of having the world discover what they are, and after the long battle of getting society to accept them for who they are, these children can finally join their fellow students at school, without fear.
As the alarm clock by Rogue's bed goes off, Kiddy groggily phases out the door towards the bathroom. She passes by Kurt who just popped into the hallway. Scott is pulling down his sweatshirt as he walks down the stairs to the kitchen. When Scott gets downstairs, however, Logan is not sitting in the kitchen window reading the paper like usual. Scott merely, sleepily brushes this off as he grabs a piece of toast and sits down.
Slowly, the rest of the senior members of the X-men make their way down into the kitchen. All the latest recruits went home for the spring holiday, whereas the senior members couldn't even get out of bed early enough to catch a train or plane for their homes. Some of the, unfortunately, did not really have a home to go back to.
As Rogue jumped down three-steps at a time, down the main stairway, she heard a faint sound coming from outside. When she looked up, she saw a large armored truck coming straight down the street towards the Xavier Institute. She was about to run to lock up the gate so that the truck couldn't get through. She didn't understand why, but a sudden surge of fear struck her in the chest when she saw that black truck. That pain was like swallowing a glass of boiling hot water, and feeling the burn in your chest.
She would have ran to the computer system in the same speed Pietro could make, but was stopped by Xavier himself. He wheeled himself over to the front door at sat their, waiting. By this time the others came out from the kitchen all commenting on the weird pain in their chests, and the sudden adrenaline rush or fear. They came upon Rogue, who had collapsed to her knees in sheer shock of this unknown source of fear.
When the truck rolled up to the doorway of the Institue, time seemed to have stopped, no one spoke, and not even the rustle of leaves could be heard outside. It would have seemed like death was hovering over the Institute.
"Bring her forward," the silence was severed abrubrtly by the sound of Prof. Xavier's voice. Three men in padded black suits came out from the front of the truck followed by ten more men in the same garb, making a total of thirteen men who began to cautiously bring out whatever was inside the truck.
What they pulled out was a metal cage with tempered glass at the front. In the cage was a girl no older than fifteen. She was curled up in the back corner, her face cloaked in the darkness of the cage. When the men set her down in front of the Prof. the X-men could see her very clearly. She was staring into nothing with a dazed, lost expression on her face. Her eyes where cloudy gray that seemed to be in a world of their own. In her arms, she was clutching a strange book. She wore a completely black outfit that covered her feet, ended at her elbows, and the neck went down to below her collerbone with a knotted string in the back. Her hair was a smokey gray with assorted hair wraps with beads on each one. The beads had many strange written characters on them.
"Prof.," Jean began, "who..is that?" She pointed towards the cage. As she did so the girl moved her gaze to the students. While it still held the emptiness of before, the X-men took a step back seeing fierce anger in those soulless eyes.
"This," the Prof. began, not even noticing the fear his students wore on the faces, "is Hecate, our newest member of the X-men family."