Changes - Chapter Four
Jade's pov
I woke up about an hour later, feeling completely exhausted. I realized that I was wearing new clothes. My others were on a different table.
I, now, wore a red v-neck tee with the real short sleeves and a pair of black shorts, with light blue socks covering my feet.
I sat up and saw that my legs had bandages covering a lot of bloody gashes and cuts. I reached foreward and trailed my fingers across the bandages, being rewarded by a dull pain webbing through my leg.
My arms were covered in several bandages, as well, only my left shoulder was more bandaged because of the hole in it. My ribs had bandages around them, too, and all of it made me feel like a mummy.
"Well, at least the pain is dulled down a bit." I whispered and I heard a grunt come from the corner.
I looked toward the corner to see a man with dark hair made to look like horns, or something like that.
"You finally wake up, runt?" The man said and I snort.
"If you got eyes then you'd see that I have." I retorted and he smirked.
"Professor X wants to see ya." He said and comes toward me.
He helps me up and lets me lean on him to keep from falling as we walked out of the infirmary. We came up to a door not long after and the man knocked on it.
"Come in, Logan, Jade." Was heard faintly on the other side of the door.
I looked up at the man, a smirk playing on my lips. He grunted once more, knowing why I was smiling.
"Your name is 'Logan'? Isn't that a girls name?" I say and he opens the door, pushing me inside.
"Logan, be nice to her. Jade is still a little out of it." Said a male voice inside.
I looked to see a bald man sitting in a wheelchair, smiling at me.
"Why am I here?" I asked and the professor motioned toward a chair opposite him and I went and sat down in it.
"You're here because you need help to develope your powers. I have found out more on them, but still do not know what to fully expect." He said and I nodded.
"What are my powers?" I asked and he looked into my eyes.
"By touching another mutant you can copy their powers and use them yourself, maybe combining them with others or using them seperate." Professor Xavier said, making me look at him funny.
"Then why are my eyes like this?" I asked, indicating my fluorescent green eyes.
"A new appearance comes along with your powers. You powers are not fully developed, therefore, neither is your new appearance. Your new appearance should take full effect around 48 hours, maybe more, maybe less. You will slowly mutate over those hours and it may be painful for you on some of it." Professor Xavier stated, looking thoughtful.
"Actually, that is why your wounds are more severe than they were originally supposed to be. Your transformation is aggravating them more than necessary."
I looked down, not knowing what to say. This new information was taking its time sinking in and it was giving me a headache, or something was.
'Now I've got to worry about more pain, and my security is still comprimised.' I muse, then, I start to look around.
"Now, now, Miss Rollins, you should feel safe here." Professor Xavier stated and I looked at him, surprised.
"Stay out of my head, please." I whispered, looking down. "May I leave now?"
"Yes, you may leave, just keep in mind that you may experience some pain during the night. Logan will escort you to your room." The professor said and I nodded and got up shakily.
Logan lead me out of the room but stopped when he knew we were out of earshot of the professor. He turned toward me.
"Don't call me Logan. You call me Wolverine like the other half-pints around here. Got it?" He growled and I smirked.
"Gotcha. Now, you do me a favor. You call me by my name and I won't call you by yours." I said, still smirking, holding out a hand. "Deal?"
"Deal." He said rolling his eyes, hesitantly taking my hand and shaking it.
He showed me to my room and walked away fast. I walked in and gasped at the size of the room and sat down on the bed, admiring the soft feel of the blankets.
I closed my eyes and let out a breath I didn't know I had been holding. I was, suddenly, overcome with a feeling of loneliness. Everyone seemed to know everyone and I knew nobody, really. I had nobody anymore. My parents were dead, from all that I know, and the rest of my family won't take me for fearthat I would try and take over the world or something else stupid like that.
"What does everyone have against me?" I asked the air.
"I don't know, but I don't have anything against you." I heard a male accented voice say and I opened my eyes to see the blue-skined man from before standing in the doorway.
"You will soon enough. Everyone seems to find something to hate me for, even if I didn't do it." I say, looking down, a single, solitary tear sliding down my cheek.
He put his hand under my chin and tilted my head up so I could look into his eyes and he could look into mine.
"I would never try to find something to hate you for. I'm not like that, but I won't tell you that everyone is like me. A lot of people will probably judge you for your looks or whatever. They're too superficial to see what is on the inside." He said and I stared into his bright yellow eyes, searching for a reason for him to be being nice to me, instead of hating me like everyone else.
"What is your name?" I asked, knowing I had to find out sooner or later, but I really wanted to know this one's name.
"Kurt. Kurt Wagner, but my nickname is Nightcrawler." He said, pulling back and blushing a bit as he stood in front of me.
"Well, you probably already know this, but I'm Jade Rollins." I said, looking down once more.
"Your name suits your eyes." Kurt said and I nodded, still looking down.
"I didn't have these eyes until a day and a half ago, though." I replied, staring at my fingers.
"What is the matter, Jade?" Kurt asked, getting down on his haunches so he could see my face, which had tears falling from my eyes.
"Everybody hates me because of what I am. It's not like I had a choice." I replied wiping the tears from my eyes.
"That's right, you didn't have a choice. Those people are stupid if they can't see past that and see who you really are."
Kurt said, making me look at him. "Don't cry." He whispered, wiping some stray tears from my cheeks.
I went forward and wrapped my arms around his neck. I knew I had surpirsed him with the sudden hug, but he hugged me back after a few seconds.
"Thank you." I whispered, feeling him shiver after my breath hit his ear.
"You're so very welcome, Jade." He whispered back, moving one of his hands to the back of my head to hold me.
Jade's pov
I woke up about an hour later, feeling completely exhausted. I realized that I was wearing new clothes. My others were on a different table.
I, now, wore a red v-neck tee with the real short sleeves and a pair of black shorts, with light blue socks covering my feet.
I sat up and saw that my legs had bandages covering a lot of bloody gashes and cuts. I reached foreward and trailed my fingers across the bandages, being rewarded by a dull pain webbing through my leg.
My arms were covered in several bandages, as well, only my left shoulder was more bandaged because of the hole in it. My ribs had bandages around them, too, and all of it made me feel like a mummy.
"Well, at least the pain is dulled down a bit." I whispered and I heard a grunt come from the corner.
I looked toward the corner to see a man with dark hair made to look like horns, or something like that.
"You finally wake up, runt?" The man said and I snort.
"If you got eyes then you'd see that I have." I retorted and he smirked.
"Professor X wants to see ya." He said and comes toward me.
He helps me up and lets me lean on him to keep from falling as we walked out of the infirmary. We came up to a door not long after and the man knocked on it.
"Come in, Logan, Jade." Was heard faintly on the other side of the door.
I looked up at the man, a smirk playing on my lips. He grunted once more, knowing why I was smiling.
"Your name is 'Logan'? Isn't that a girls name?" I say and he opens the door, pushing me inside.
"Logan, be nice to her. Jade is still a little out of it." Said a male voice inside.
I looked to see a bald man sitting in a wheelchair, smiling at me.
"Why am I here?" I asked and the professor motioned toward a chair opposite him and I went and sat down in it.
"You're here because you need help to develope your powers. I have found out more on them, but still do not know what to fully expect." He said and I nodded.
"What are my powers?" I asked and he looked into my eyes.
"By touching another mutant you can copy their powers and use them yourself, maybe combining them with others or using them seperate." Professor Xavier said, making me look at him funny.
"Then why are my eyes like this?" I asked, indicating my fluorescent green eyes.
"A new appearance comes along with your powers. You powers are not fully developed, therefore, neither is your new appearance. Your new appearance should take full effect around 48 hours, maybe more, maybe less. You will slowly mutate over those hours and it may be painful for you on some of it." Professor Xavier stated, looking thoughtful.
"Actually, that is why your wounds are more severe than they were originally supposed to be. Your transformation is aggravating them more than necessary."
I looked down, not knowing what to say. This new information was taking its time sinking in and it was giving me a headache, or something was.
'Now I've got to worry about more pain, and my security is still comprimised.' I muse, then, I start to look around.
"Now, now, Miss Rollins, you should feel safe here." Professor Xavier stated and I looked at him, surprised.
"Stay out of my head, please." I whispered, looking down. "May I leave now?"
"Yes, you may leave, just keep in mind that you may experience some pain during the night. Logan will escort you to your room." The professor said and I nodded and got up shakily.
Logan lead me out of the room but stopped when he knew we were out of earshot of the professor. He turned toward me.
"Don't call me Logan. You call me Wolverine like the other half-pints around here. Got it?" He growled and I smirked.
"Gotcha. Now, you do me a favor. You call me by my name and I won't call you by yours." I said, still smirking, holding out a hand. "Deal?"
"Deal." He said rolling his eyes, hesitantly taking my hand and shaking it.
He showed me to my room and walked away fast. I walked in and gasped at the size of the room and sat down on the bed, admiring the soft feel of the blankets.
I closed my eyes and let out a breath I didn't know I had been holding. I was, suddenly, overcome with a feeling of loneliness. Everyone seemed to know everyone and I knew nobody, really. I had nobody anymore. My parents were dead, from all that I know, and the rest of my family won't take me for fearthat I would try and take over the world or something else stupid like that.
"What does everyone have against me?" I asked the air.
"I don't know, but I don't have anything against you." I heard a male accented voice say and I opened my eyes to see the blue-skined man from before standing in the doorway.
"You will soon enough. Everyone seems to find something to hate me for, even if I didn't do it." I say, looking down, a single, solitary tear sliding down my cheek.
He put his hand under my chin and tilted my head up so I could look into his eyes and he could look into mine.
"I would never try to find something to hate you for. I'm not like that, but I won't tell you that everyone is like me. A lot of people will probably judge you for your looks or whatever. They're too superficial to see what is on the inside." He said and I stared into his bright yellow eyes, searching for a reason for him to be being nice to me, instead of hating me like everyone else.
"What is your name?" I asked, knowing I had to find out sooner or later, but I really wanted to know this one's name.
"Kurt. Kurt Wagner, but my nickname is Nightcrawler." He said, pulling back and blushing a bit as he stood in front of me.
"Well, you probably already know this, but I'm Jade Rollins." I said, looking down once more.
"Your name suits your eyes." Kurt said and I nodded, still looking down.
"I didn't have these eyes until a day and a half ago, though." I replied, staring at my fingers.
"What is the matter, Jade?" Kurt asked, getting down on his haunches so he could see my face, which had tears falling from my eyes.
"Everybody hates me because of what I am. It's not like I had a choice." I replied wiping the tears from my eyes.
"That's right, you didn't have a choice. Those people are stupid if they can't see past that and see who you really are."
Kurt said, making me look at him. "Don't cry." He whispered, wiping some stray tears from my cheeks.
I went forward and wrapped my arms around his neck. I knew I had surpirsed him with the sudden hug, but he hugged me back after a few seconds.
"Thank you." I whispered, feeling him shiver after my breath hit his ear.
"You're so very welcome, Jade." He whispered back, moving one of his hands to the back of my head to hold me.