Chapter 10: Small
Everyone was sitting in the lounge to discuss what was to be done about the missing children. Ororo suddenly stood up and walked out, going outside. Everyone fell silent and followed her. Once outside she flew up and storm clouds began to gather around her. She cried out and a bright light surrounded her. Suddenly the clouds and light disappeared and a small white haired girl started falling to the ground. Jean reached out her hand and slowed the girls decent and gently placed her on the ground. Logan ran over and picked her up. He walked back over to the others.
"Pass her here," Jean stepped forward and took her.
The little girl slowly started to wake up. She looked up at Jean.
"It's alright," Jean told her, "I'm not going to hurt you. What's your name?"
"Ororo," she answered quietly.
"That's a nice name. Mine's Jean. You okay?"
Ororo nodded and the group went back inside. Jean went with Ororo to find her some smaller clothes. A while later they both came back into the lounge and sat down with everyone else.
"How old are you?" Jesse asked.
"I'm seven. How old are you?"
"I'm six."
"Are we going to get them back?" Shalimar asked again.
"Yes, but like I said before, not you. You're too small," Adam told her.
"Why not? Because I'm small I could move around better. I'm small and they won't notice me."
"It's and idea worth thinking about," Xavier bridged his fingers.
"So, when are we going to go?"
Adam sighed. "You have to wait Shalimar."
"Why?"
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"Kelly what's wrong?" Kitty asked.
"Nothing, I'm just thinking."
"Ungefähr was?" Kurt walked over to her.
"Wie zu fortgehen."
"What?" Emma looked confused.
"How to leave."
"You mean we can go home?"
"Maybe Kitty. I don't know yet."
"Can you talk the same thing that Kurt does?"
Kelly nodded. "I grew up in Germany."
"When are we going?" Emma and Kitty walked over.
"They change guard soon. I want to see what happens and then we can go next time. Okay?"
They all nodded.
"For now I want you all to go back and sit on the bed."
They went over and Kelly stood up and looked through the small hole in the door.
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Everyone else apart from Logan had assembled in the lounge. Shalimar was getting impatient and annoying everyone. She started running around the room. Adam stood up, caught her and sat her down in between Brennan and Jesse.
"Now sit still and don't move," he ordered before going back and sitting in his seat again.
"Where did Logan go?" Rogue asked.
Shalimar got up and ran out of the room. She went upstairs and along the corridor until she came to a door. She slowly reached up and opened it. Inside was a little boy who was crying. He had three metal spikes coming out of each hand. Shalimar slowly walked over.
"What's wrong?"
He looked at her and moved away. He was in an oversized black T-shirt.
"I won't hurt you. What's your name?"
"James," he whispered.
She walked closer. "I'm Shalimar."
"It hurts."
"What does?"
He slowly raised his hands and she saw the spikes had some blood on them.
"Come with me."
"Why?"
"My friend Adam can help."
"I don't want to go downstairs."
She helped him up and led him downstairs, being careful of the spikes. She led him into the lounge and over to Adam.
"Adam, can you help James?"
"James?" Adam looked confused, then looked at the little boy next to her; "are you James?"
He nodded slowly, his eyes full of tears.
"Let me see your hands."
James slowly held out his hand and Adam looked at them.
"I'll deal with him," Jean walked over.
She carefully picked him up and carried him out.
"Are we going to get them out?" Shalimar asked again.
"What is it with you?" Scott asked her.
"I want my friends back."
He smiled. "You'll have to sit down then." She walked over and sat between the two boys again.
Suddenly there was the puff of smoke and two children appeared. Once it settled they fell to the floor. Everyone looked and saw Kurt and Kitty lying there. Adam and Xavier went over to them.
"How are they?"
"They'll be fine. Just let them rest," Adam looked up.
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Translations
Ungefähr was? - About what?
Wie zu fortgehen. - How to leave.
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Everyone was sitting in the lounge to discuss what was to be done about the missing children. Ororo suddenly stood up and walked out, going outside. Everyone fell silent and followed her. Once outside she flew up and storm clouds began to gather around her. She cried out and a bright light surrounded her. Suddenly the clouds and light disappeared and a small white haired girl started falling to the ground. Jean reached out her hand and slowed the girls decent and gently placed her on the ground. Logan ran over and picked her up. He walked back over to the others.
"Pass her here," Jean stepped forward and took her.
The little girl slowly started to wake up. She looked up at Jean.
"It's alright," Jean told her, "I'm not going to hurt you. What's your name?"
"Ororo," she answered quietly.
"That's a nice name. Mine's Jean. You okay?"
Ororo nodded and the group went back inside. Jean went with Ororo to find her some smaller clothes. A while later they both came back into the lounge and sat down with everyone else.
"How old are you?" Jesse asked.
"I'm seven. How old are you?"
"I'm six."
"Are we going to get them back?" Shalimar asked again.
"Yes, but like I said before, not you. You're too small," Adam told her.
"Why not? Because I'm small I could move around better. I'm small and they won't notice me."
"It's and idea worth thinking about," Xavier bridged his fingers.
"So, when are we going to go?"
Adam sighed. "You have to wait Shalimar."
"Why?"
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"Kelly what's wrong?" Kitty asked.
"Nothing, I'm just thinking."
"Ungefähr was?" Kurt walked over to her.
"Wie zu fortgehen."
"What?" Emma looked confused.
"How to leave."
"You mean we can go home?"
"Maybe Kitty. I don't know yet."
"Can you talk the same thing that Kurt does?"
Kelly nodded. "I grew up in Germany."
"When are we going?" Emma and Kitty walked over.
"They change guard soon. I want to see what happens and then we can go next time. Okay?"
They all nodded.
"For now I want you all to go back and sit on the bed."
They went over and Kelly stood up and looked through the small hole in the door.
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Everyone else apart from Logan had assembled in the lounge. Shalimar was getting impatient and annoying everyone. She started running around the room. Adam stood up, caught her and sat her down in between Brennan and Jesse.
"Now sit still and don't move," he ordered before going back and sitting in his seat again.
"Where did Logan go?" Rogue asked.
Shalimar got up and ran out of the room. She went upstairs and along the corridor until she came to a door. She slowly reached up and opened it. Inside was a little boy who was crying. He had three metal spikes coming out of each hand. Shalimar slowly walked over.
"What's wrong?"
He looked at her and moved away. He was in an oversized black T-shirt.
"I won't hurt you. What's your name?"
"James," he whispered.
She walked closer. "I'm Shalimar."
"It hurts."
"What does?"
He slowly raised his hands and she saw the spikes had some blood on them.
"Come with me."
"Why?"
"My friend Adam can help."
"I don't want to go downstairs."
She helped him up and led him downstairs, being careful of the spikes. She led him into the lounge and over to Adam.
"Adam, can you help James?"
"James?" Adam looked confused, then looked at the little boy next to her; "are you James?"
He nodded slowly, his eyes full of tears.
"Let me see your hands."
James slowly held out his hand and Adam looked at them.
"I'll deal with him," Jean walked over.
She carefully picked him up and carried him out.
"Are we going to get them out?" Shalimar asked again.
"What is it with you?" Scott asked her.
"I want my friends back."
He smiled. "You'll have to sit down then." She walked over and sat between the two boys again.
Suddenly there was the puff of smoke and two children appeared. Once it settled they fell to the floor. Everyone looked and saw Kurt and Kitty lying there. Adam and Xavier went over to them.
"How are they?"
"They'll be fine. Just let them rest," Adam looked up.
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Translations
Ungefähr was? - About what?
Wie zu fortgehen. - How to leave.
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