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Chapter 6: Meeting the X-Men

When I finally woke up there was bright lights on the ceiling. I squinted my eyes for them to focus. Then I thought, I am captured once again with that filthy Stryker doing experiencing on me again.

I started to look around until my eyes fell on one person. Only one? She had brownish red hair and wearing a lab coat. She was messing with some medication on a table. Her back was faced to me so I didn't know what she looked like.

I looked over at myself and once more I saw tubes running around my arms and this time all over my body. I was wearing a blue nightgown.

Suddenly the woman turned to face me and I quickly closed my eyes pretending I was still unconscious. I suddenly smelled her as if she was right in front of me. She smelled like perfume and I smelled something else. It was as if she had powers all around her and they were powerful. Strange, how I can smell such things.

I heard her movements as she started to look for something on the table right next to me. When she found what she was looking for, I felt something-sharp insert inside my arm. It didn't hurt but I wasn't going to take any chances.

I jumped from the bed I was in and ran towards the door that had an X on it. The woman seemed startled at how quickly I had reacted and that I was awake.

I just ran not daring to look back. Once I reached towards the door with the X on it, it opened by itself. I really didn't notice that until I reached towards a hallway. It had steel all around and there were many turns and passages in the hallway. I just ran to where ever I came up to.

After a while of running I saw some other door. It had an X on it too. What's with these X's? I ran up to it and it opened by itself too, revealing a elevator. I looked at it trying to figure out if it was the right thing.

I started to realize I was underground, so if I used the elevator I might go to the top where it led me outside. So I went inside the elevator and it closed by itself once more. I tried looking for a button to press but there was none. I started to panic. What if this is a trap?

Suddenly the elevator started to move by itself going up. I unleashed my claws expecting to see some sort of soldiers standing in the door way with guns pointed at me. But when the elevator opened there was no one there but kids. It was a big hallway with wood all over it and stairways.

I took a step forward until I was out of the elevator. It closed by itself again and I just stood there with aw.

There were so many kids. I even saw one with wings behind its back and a guy that had huge muscles and was very tall. I continued to stare until some of the kids started to look at me with fear. I didn't know why until I noticed my claws were still out. I quickly inserted them back in shocked at myself for not knowing.

Suddenly a man in a wheel chair came up to me.

"Hello, I'm Professor Charles Xavior and welcome to my school." The professor said.

"What am I doing here?" I replied.

"Please come with me and I shall explain everything to you." The professor told.

What can I do? I had no choice but to follow him. As I followed I saw rooms that had games in it. Some with computers and a library. I soon stopped short when I stared at the library. It was so huge! There were so many books and kids were all over the place reading all kinds of books. I started to get excited. I just love books and here I am hitting the jackpot.

"I can see you like to read very much." Said the professor.

I stared back at him shocked. How did he know I liked books?

"How did you know that?" I say.

The professor just chuckled a little and continued on moving. I stared back blankly until I continued to follow.

Soon I came to a room, which looked like to be a office. The professor went behind a table and gestured me to sit. And so I did.

"As I have told you this is the school I run to and as you can see it's called the school for the gifted." He said.

I stared at him. What is he talking about? A school for the gifted? What does he mean by that?

Suddenly the door opened revealing adults who looked like to be teachers. I recognized two of them, which was to be Wolverine and the woman at the lab. I stared back in fear and confusion.

"Aw, as you can see this is Cyclops, Jean as you have already met, Storm, and Wolverine and I'm sure you met him too." Told the professor.

I was a bit shocked. What's going on here? Am I in a mental institute?

"Debra this is a school for—"I cut him off before he could finish.

"How did you know my name?" I said.

He sighed and then continued on with the sentence he was saying.

"This is a school for mutants and I'm here to tell you that you are welcome to stay here as long as you like." Said the professor.

Wait, did he just say a school for mutants? As in freaks like me?

"Do you really think being a mutant is being a freak Debra?" The professor said.

I looked at him with my eyes open wide. How did he know what I was thinking? Is he phycic?

"Please let me explain before you ask questions. Debra, I am a mutant and my powers are to read minds as you can see that is why I know what you are thinking. Cyclops has the power to shoot laser from his eyes, Jean is a telekinetic and is also phycic, Storm has the power to manipulate the weather and Wolverine has the power to heal. He is very much like you Debra." The professor explained.

I looked over at the professor as if he was crazy. But then I looked over at Wolverine and the fear came back to me. I'm in a room with dangerous people who are mutants.

I looked at the professor again and I started to ask questions.

"This entire school is filled with mutants?" I say.

"Yes, but there is nothing to be afraid of. They are people just like you." Said the professor.

I calmed down a bit. It was as if whatever the professor said was true.

"Who are you people?" I replied.

"We are the X-men. We try to make people understand that mutants are not harmful and would help the human race." Said the professor.

I suddenly felt a little relieved. I didn't know why but it was as if I belonged here.

"Debra, what I'm here to tell you is if you would like to stay here and live with the mutants. This place is a school so you will be learning how to control your powers and learn about other things." The professor explained.

I thought it over for a minute. If I stayed I could make friends and be safe from everyone else. What would go wrong if I stayed here? My decision was to stay here. I really believed what the professor just said but I still had questions.

"Um, how much will it cost?" I said.

"There is no payment for you to stay here." The professor replied.

Wow, a place like this for free? That is so cool!

"What are the classes here that they teach?" I said.

"Wolverine teaches art, Cyclops teaches math and auto repairs, Storm teaches English, and Jean teaches science also the schools doctor." Said the professor.

That was good enough for me. Although where was I to stay?

"You will be staying with Rogue and you will have all the classes she has." The professor answered.

I looked at him annoyed that he had to read my mind.

"I'll stay." I replied.

The professor smiled and said, "Welcome to the school for the gifted."

I may have made up some things, but hey, It's just the way I want my story to go. This could be a stupid chapter, but if you don't like it, I'll just redo it. Review please!

Review Responses:

GMUXMenSoaps: Thanks

Amethystdancer: Lol. Yes she could do that. That's why I wanted to let her have adamantium in the first place! I know it would be wicked.

Racetrack's Goil: I'll try my best not to make her a Mary-sue. I hate Mary-sues myself. Don't worry, I'll give Debra some weak points so Wolverine could at least be a little stronger. Thanks.