ME: I'm really glad you like it Agent-G! It makes me feel all happy inside!
Tabitha's last name is Smith? Really? Ok, Jaeger will ditch the Brotherhood
in good time. She's a bit mixed up right now. Ok, with this chapter you'll
fist hear a bit from Jaeger, then Professor X, then Van'll pick up. Jaeger
comes back after a bit, then Van comes to stay. Van's cool (a bit odd too),
I hope you like him!
Chapter 3:
Jaeger
Don't these teachers ever get tired of hearing their own voice? My God, she's like the thing that wouldn't shut up! I elbowed Kurt to get his attention. "It doesn't happen to have an off switch does it?"
He shook his head. "Nein, I'm afraid not. But maybe a blast to zhat math book vould put a lid on it for a vhile."
I thought about it for a bit. But in the end I just shook my head. I don't pick on people weaker than me. Not my style.
Ok, I'll fill you in on details. Kurt and Evan are still my pals. The others probably won't talk to me for a while, though I try to start a conversation whenever I get a chance. I feel awful. They hate me, I didn't even do anything wrong, or did I? I asked Evan and he said it was because the Brotherhood was the bad guys. I didn't know what to say about that. So I asked Todd and he said, "Don't talk to those losers! 'Specially not that furry freak!"
At first I had no idea who the "furry freak" was. Then Kurt touched me and I realized... I was a little freaked out at first. But hey, he gave me a second chance, so I owe him. Plus he's a nice guy with a to-die-for accent, so hey. Whatever.
Jean is very good at avoiding conversation. I know that after four days of trying to start a renewed friendship in art class. I swear she has a cold comment for everything! I bugs me how she can be cruel and polite at the same time. How does she do it?
Anyway, today's Friday and it's pouring rain outside. There are rumbles of thunder every ten seconds and I'm in a good mood. Why? Because I like rain. Why? Because my mom doesn't. Ha-ha! Take that!
I called her last night. I feel awful. She was crying and begging me to come home. I know it's all an act but... I can't help but feel like I've done something wrong. My mom tends to do that to people, not just me. She has this amazing ability to manipulate people, and I would've gone back to her if I hadn't smacked into Evan, Kurt, and Scott on my way back.
Evan went, "Hey, where are you going with that bag?"
Kurt went, "Ja, are you going on vacation?"
I then realized that I almost fell for her scheme. I could've kicked myself!
Those guys don't know it, but they did me a huge favor that night. I owe them big time.
But now that's practically ancient history (despite the fact it was just last night) and it's time to face other problems. Like how I plan on getting back to the house. Like I said, it's raining chickens and swordfish, thundering like mad, and I get to walk. Lucky me. Oh well, it's only first period so maybe the rain will lighten up a bit. I hope so.
As it turned out, it didn't lighten up. Not at all. So I watched other people jump into their parents' or their friends' cars and drive off. Lucky. I need a truck. A big, shiny truck. Yeah.
Since I couldn't find a good time to leave I counted to three and stepped into the wet, cold pellets of water falling from the sky. I got about halfway down the steps when-
"Uhhh, do you need a ride?"
I turned on my heel and looked up at Kurt and Evan. I smiled. "You have a car?"
"Vell," Kurt said. "Not exactly. Ve ride in Jean's SUV. I'm sure you'd be velcome to lift home at least."
"Yeah," Evan piped in. "Better than walking in the rain."
I didn't know if the others would be too keen on me hitching a ride back to the boarding house. And if it's Jean's car...
Oh what the hell? I'm freezing out here!
"Ok," I said at last, climbing back up the steps. "I'm coming. But if your buddies don't want me to come then I'll mop the floor with you." Which is not true. These guys are my pals and I would never hurt them.
~*~
Professor Xavier leaned back in his chair and rubbed his eyes. He checked the clock, and realizing it was time to go, found his way out of his study. As he glided down the hall he ran into Ororo (A/N: did I spell that right?).
"We'll be leaving soon," he reminded her.
She nodded and continued her journey through the mansion.
The Professor was looking forward to meeting this new mutant, Van, in person. The new recruit had no idea what his powers were yet, but his mutation was obvious. Van had not been eating for the last few days. Few weeks, actually. The Professor knew that Van wouldn't be pleased with his ability, but he had agreed to go to the institute for training.
I'd better get going, Xavier thought as he entered the hanger, facing a large black jet. I wouldn't want to be late.
~*~
Van
6: 13. That professor guy will be here soon.
"Hey Rosie," I heard my older brother calling. "Dinner time!"
Why does he even bother? He knows as well as I do that food is the last thing I want. As for Rosie, I bet you're wondering. Ok, confession time. My full name is Rosenbelt Van Hoenstein. Yeah. That is a mouthful.
But seriously, Rosenbelt? What were they on when they named me that?
So I have people call me Van. Can you blame me?
DINGDONG!
My head popped up so fast I almost fell over. This must be my ride! I couldn't wait to see the guy I'd be living with until this whole mutant thing settles down. I still don't know what my power is yet, but I hope it's cool like... telepathy, or laser eyes, or super speed.
I clunked down the stairs with my suitcase in hand and found myself facing two new faces. An old guy in a wheelchair who had this weird kinda', I dunno, aura thing goin' on, and a really hot African chick with white (I mean really white) hair.
I put on my best "seducer's smile" (as my mom calls it) and held out my hand. "Professor Xavier I presume and his lovely assistant," I shook hands with each of them. "I am Van Hoenstein, it is a pleasure to meet you at last."
"His real name is Rosenbelt," my younger sister Kimmi snickered.
Oh yeah. I have a sister. Kimmi is eleven, five years younger than me and she knows exactly what to say to tick me off. But what really bugs me is... I adore my sister. I could never hurt her and she knows it, which is why she always teases me. But we're best friends.
"Shut up Kimberly Judith Hoenstein." I growled.
My mom waltzed in. "Oh, Mr. Xavier. And you are-"
"Ororo Monroe," she said. "I'm a teacher at the Xavier Institute."
"Well," Mom said happily. "Why not stay for dinner. I'd love to get to know you."
Moooooooom! Noooo! Prof. Just say "NO!"
"I'm not sure if that's such a good idea," the Professor argued. "I have a mansion full of rambunctious students to return to."
YES!
"No, no. I insist." Mom fought back. "It'll only be for a bit."
Crap.
"Ok," Xavier finally quit. "But just for a bit. I want to get back in time for Van to meet his new housemates."
So we all sat down at the dinner table. I locked eyes with Kimmi and we smiled at each other. We were about to do our infamous "Grace Routine."
"Kimmi," I inquired, smiling wider. "Shall we say our Grace?"
She nodded. We both chorused, "Grace!" and she piled food onto her plate. I took a microscopic portion of mash-tatoes (as we call them in this house) and an even smaller amount of chicken. The rest of my family, seeing us -well, mainly just Kimmi- chowing down, unclasped their hands and dished out their rations too. I looked over at our two guests and saw the Professor... laughing? I like this guy, he has a good sense of humor. His girlfriend sitting beside him was chuckling a bit too. I hope I like the other kids at the Institute as much as I like these two.
But I don't like food. It's so weird. A few weeks ago I started getting disgusted by even looking at it. The though of eating it made me gag. Before that, however, I was fine. I could've scarfed a whole turkey if given the chance. Now I... I dunno, I can hear people chew and it disgusts me. I tried eating once, and I got so sick I was in bed for three days! All I did was take a bite of spaghetti! One bite!
Instead of being hungry, I've been... thirsty. I drink mass amounts of water and milk and soda, anything, everyday. My thirst is never fully quenched, but at least it's tolerable.
The Professor told me that he could explain everything to me once we get back to the mansion. I wanted to ask him now, but I figured I'd wait.
So I waited, listening to their conversations and constant chewing. My stomach churned. Why do they have to chew so loud?
~*~
Jaeger
I cleared my throat. "So," I tried to start a conversation. "Nice weather, huh?"
Yeah, real nice. Thanks to this rain I'm squeezed in the far back between Evan and Kurt. Kitty and Rogue are in the front back (hey, an oxymoron!) and Scott's in the passenger seat while Jean's driving.
To be honest, I'm surprised they let me come. I thought for sure Jean would use her psychic whatever to throw me across the school. But she didn't. She just looked outside, shrugged and said. "Ok."
Ok?
"Yah, the weather's... great," Rogue said sarcastically, leaning her chin in her hand.
"At least it's Friday," Kitty tried to perk her up.
"Yah, but next week's semester exams."
"But," Kitty argued. "After that it's Christmas holiday!"
"Sure," Rogue hissed. "Great for you, Ah, don't have any family to visit. Scott an Ah'll be home alone with Logan, Professor, Ororo, and Mr. McCoy. Yah, we'll have a blast."
"I hear there's a new guy coming this weekend," Kitty changed the subject. "Van, I think."
"Yeah, I heard about him too," Jean joined in, pulling up to a stop sign. "But the Professor hasn't told me what his power is yet."
"I'm sure there's a good reason for it," Scott said.
Isn't it amazing. All I said was, "Nice weather" and now we have this. I got skills... but I wish I could join in as a friend, not as an unwanted guest. I feel kinda outa place. I'm sitting a car here with the X-men, and they all seem to be talking around me. I'm here for the ride, sure. But I can't help but think that missing everything. They probably think I'm spying on them for the Brotherhood, but I'm not! I just want to be friends with other mutants who don't eat bugs at breakfast.
For a moment there was a silence. A creepy silence. Then Jean goes, "Hey Jaeger, if you'd like we could maybe take you back to the Institute to meet the Professor."
WHAT THE-!?!
I was gobstopped. Not only was I invited to this Institute I hear so much about, but I was also invited to meet the famed Professor! And who asked me? Jean Grey! I looked at Kurt and saw that he looked about as stunned as I was. Then he smiled and nodded.
Had I just been accepted?
Not by everyone.
"What?" Scott yelled. "But she's with the Brotherhood! What if she's spying?"
Ouch. That stung.
"Hey! She's not spying!" Kurt rose to my defense. "She just vants to be our friend!"
"She's not a spy Scott," Jean said calmly. "Trust me."
He did. He wasn't happy about it, but he did. I think that this Jean girl knows something I don't. I also think that she has a kind of authority in this little group.
Oh well. Questions later.
We pulled up in the driveway and I saw the mansion for the second time.
Second? Yes, that's what I said. It's the same house I saw that day. Last Sunday. With the Christmas lights, everything! Wow!
We all stampeded inside and if I thought it cool on the outside, wow! The inside is even better! I was so busy looking around, from the huge Christmas tree, to the dinner table to-
I just bumped into some kid. Wait. Where'd they come from. I'm seeing doubles, and triples. Huh?
"Hi," the six identical boys said in unison.
"Uh," was all I said.
Evan tapped my shoulder. "That's Jamie," he said. "We call him multiple."
"Ok."
So they showed me around and introduced me to everyone! I saw Kurt without his watch and, wow, did he look... different. I knew he had fur but I had never seen him before. Then Kitty hauled me off to meet the Professor.
"Hey Logan," she called to some guy. "Where's the Professor?"
"He left Half-pint," he said. Then he focused on me. "Who are you? You're not that new kid with the Brotherhood are you?"
Kitty gave me nervous look. I felt like if I said the wrong thing this guy would tear me to pieces. So I opened my mouth and said, "Yes. Yes, I am. But I'm looking in on this place because the Brotherhood doesn't quite cut it for me."
He gave me an icy stare, but nodded. "In that case I'm Logan." He held out his hand and we shook.
I hung out there for God knows how long. It was the most fun I've ever had! I played Halo with Bobby, Evan, and Kurt (I got my ass kicked, I lost with like, -32 points!). I even had dinner there. I wanna be an X-person. I would say X-man, but I'm kinda a woman, so... doesn't work for me.
After we ate I went back to play more Xbox with Evan and Kurt and Bobby, but instead we ran into three people I hadn't met yet.
"Hey Auntie O!" Evan called.
~*~
Van
The mansion is huge. From the moment I walked inside I knew I would like it here. I knew it would be even better when I saw a group of kids my age walk into the living just now.
"Hey Auntie O!"
"Evan," Mrs. Monroe smiled back. Her smile however faded when she noticed the blonde chick in the bunch. "Who's your friend?"
"Zhis is Jaeger," said a blue... what the hell is that?
I backed up a few steps. He frowned at me while other kids came in.
"Oh," Mr. Xavier said. "You must be the Brotherhood's new member."
"Um, I uh... was actually," she looked at the clock. "Wow! It's 8:30! I think I should leave."
"Vhat?" Blueboy exclaimed. "But you just got here!"
"Yeah," she said, moving toward the door. "Four hours ago!" And with that, she left.
From there, I learned names, powers, and given a tour.
Oh, and I'm a vampire. Wait, a what!?!
According to the Professor, the reason I've been so thirsty is because I've been craving blood (Ew! Gross!) and I've stopped eating because it is no longer necessary for my body.
You think that's wack? Wait'll you hear this. The Professor gave me... pig's blood. Makes you wanna gag, right? I did, but then somehow he convinced me to try it, and... I liked it. Gross right? Well, not to me. It was delicious! And you know what? I wasn't thirsty anymore. Cool, aye?
It was at the time. But now it's 5:30 on a Saturday and I'm going on my first run in something called the Danger Room. Now, I don't know what a Danger Room is, but it sounds painful, no?
I found out pretty quickly it was.
I spent my whole weekend getting my ass kicked by the Danger Room. Christmas Holiday all of a sudden sounds more like eternal torture. I can't wait.
~*~
Van
Today is my first day of school at Bayville high. I plan to make myself known. Today I went to school without pants. Yeah, no pants. I'm wearing a T-shirt, my watch, boxers, socks, and sneaks. Heh, heh. Everyone will know my name by tomorrow. I'm coming in with a bang!
I do this on my first day every first day. Not the same routine of course, it's different every time. Last year I walked around with my nails painted red (I borrowed Kimmi's nail polish), and my hair died pink (don't ask me where I got the die.). When people asked me about it I simply said, "I'm getting in touch with my feminine side."
I got written up for it. Just like I probably will this time. I walked to school (despite the frigid temperatures) so the rest of the gang wouldn't know. I can't wait to see their faces. My first class is History, then I have Science with Kurt and Jaeger (who I later found out is on the bad side. It's a real shame though, she's pretty cute.).
~
Wow. I'm headed toward Science, just finished 1st period, and I'm already written up. Not bad Van, not bad at all.
I walked into the classroom and spotted my fellow demon and saw the blonde sitting beside him. I walked right on over. "Hi," I interrupted their conversation.
They both stared at me. Jaeger raised an eyebrow and said, "You're off your rocker."
I took a seat behind Kurt. "Tell me something I don't know, Blondie," I winked at her. Girls go wild for me. I've already got three crushers from History alone. I figured that one little wink would bring her to her knees.
It didn't.
"How 'bout this," she gave me an innocent smile. "If you call me Blondie one more time, I'll drive a steak through your heart."
Kurt, giggling, said, "Sorry, I already told about your vampirism."
"Yeah, thanks."
I spent the whole period flirting with her (not because I'm crushing on her, but because Kurt was flirting too.) and she dissed me every time. She didn't diss Kurt though, no, she didn't mind it when he flirted with her, and some times she even flirted back. I'm sorry if I sound greedy and spoiled, but I'm jealous. Girls love me! When I flirt with them they either flirt back, or they fall madly in love with me. Not this girl though. No, not her.
I tried again at lunch. She sat with us and when that Lance guy came to bug her about it scared him off. No dice.
Now, a few periods later, I'm sitting beside Jean in Art class, drawing a rose (fake of course) and trying to think of a game plan. This is my last period with that girl and I'm determined to make her fall for me.
I took the rose, tucked it behind me ear, walked up to her, held me hand and said, "Dance with me."
"No."
She didn't even look up from her artwork. How insulting. So I put the rose in my mouth, walked back to Jean and asked through a mouthful of plastic, "Why does she hate me?"
Jean shrugged. "I don't think she hates you. But ask her."
So I did. I walked back over to Blondie, that plastic rose still in my mouth and I asked her, "Why won't you dance with me?"
She still didn't look up. She just kept on drawing, but she answered, "I think the fact that you don't have any pants on might have something to do with it."
"So I wore pants you'd dance with me?"
"No. But it's a start."
Fine then. Next time we meet, I'll be wearing pants. I hope she's satisfied.
Anyway, after school I helped Kitty and Evan study for their semester exams, I played James Bond: Nightfire with Bobby and Jamie, and after dinner the Professor called us all in.
"X-men," he said. "According to Cerebro the Brotherhood's been using their powers open and causing trouble down at an abandoned warehouse. Can I trust you take care of it?"
Looks to me like I'm gonna have my first adventure.
_~*~_
ME: Ok, end of ch. 3! Please review for those of you haven't. I've only gotten word from Agent-G (thanks!) and I would appreciate it if someone else would give me their opinions. If you enjoyed it, or if you just wanna make a suggestion... tell me! Did you like it? Do you wanna hear more? Do you hate it? Do you think I should tear it down? Did I make a mistake here? Did I mess up there? TELL ME!!!
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Chapter 3:
Jaeger
Don't these teachers ever get tired of hearing their own voice? My God, she's like the thing that wouldn't shut up! I elbowed Kurt to get his attention. "It doesn't happen to have an off switch does it?"
He shook his head. "Nein, I'm afraid not. But maybe a blast to zhat math book vould put a lid on it for a vhile."
I thought about it for a bit. But in the end I just shook my head. I don't pick on people weaker than me. Not my style.
Ok, I'll fill you in on details. Kurt and Evan are still my pals. The others probably won't talk to me for a while, though I try to start a conversation whenever I get a chance. I feel awful. They hate me, I didn't even do anything wrong, or did I? I asked Evan and he said it was because the Brotherhood was the bad guys. I didn't know what to say about that. So I asked Todd and he said, "Don't talk to those losers! 'Specially not that furry freak!"
At first I had no idea who the "furry freak" was. Then Kurt touched me and I realized... I was a little freaked out at first. But hey, he gave me a second chance, so I owe him. Plus he's a nice guy with a to-die-for accent, so hey. Whatever.
Jean is very good at avoiding conversation. I know that after four days of trying to start a renewed friendship in art class. I swear she has a cold comment for everything! I bugs me how she can be cruel and polite at the same time. How does she do it?
Anyway, today's Friday and it's pouring rain outside. There are rumbles of thunder every ten seconds and I'm in a good mood. Why? Because I like rain. Why? Because my mom doesn't. Ha-ha! Take that!
I called her last night. I feel awful. She was crying and begging me to come home. I know it's all an act but... I can't help but feel like I've done something wrong. My mom tends to do that to people, not just me. She has this amazing ability to manipulate people, and I would've gone back to her if I hadn't smacked into Evan, Kurt, and Scott on my way back.
Evan went, "Hey, where are you going with that bag?"
Kurt went, "Ja, are you going on vacation?"
I then realized that I almost fell for her scheme. I could've kicked myself!
Those guys don't know it, but they did me a huge favor that night. I owe them big time.
But now that's practically ancient history (despite the fact it was just last night) and it's time to face other problems. Like how I plan on getting back to the house. Like I said, it's raining chickens and swordfish, thundering like mad, and I get to walk. Lucky me. Oh well, it's only first period so maybe the rain will lighten up a bit. I hope so.
As it turned out, it didn't lighten up. Not at all. So I watched other people jump into their parents' or their friends' cars and drive off. Lucky. I need a truck. A big, shiny truck. Yeah.
Since I couldn't find a good time to leave I counted to three and stepped into the wet, cold pellets of water falling from the sky. I got about halfway down the steps when-
"Uhhh, do you need a ride?"
I turned on my heel and looked up at Kurt and Evan. I smiled. "You have a car?"
"Vell," Kurt said. "Not exactly. Ve ride in Jean's SUV. I'm sure you'd be velcome to lift home at least."
"Yeah," Evan piped in. "Better than walking in the rain."
I didn't know if the others would be too keen on me hitching a ride back to the boarding house. And if it's Jean's car...
Oh what the hell? I'm freezing out here!
"Ok," I said at last, climbing back up the steps. "I'm coming. But if your buddies don't want me to come then I'll mop the floor with you." Which is not true. These guys are my pals and I would never hurt them.
~*~
Professor Xavier leaned back in his chair and rubbed his eyes. He checked the clock, and realizing it was time to go, found his way out of his study. As he glided down the hall he ran into Ororo (A/N: did I spell that right?).
"We'll be leaving soon," he reminded her.
She nodded and continued her journey through the mansion.
The Professor was looking forward to meeting this new mutant, Van, in person. The new recruit had no idea what his powers were yet, but his mutation was obvious. Van had not been eating for the last few days. Few weeks, actually. The Professor knew that Van wouldn't be pleased with his ability, but he had agreed to go to the institute for training.
I'd better get going, Xavier thought as he entered the hanger, facing a large black jet. I wouldn't want to be late.
~*~
Van
6: 13. That professor guy will be here soon.
"Hey Rosie," I heard my older brother calling. "Dinner time!"
Why does he even bother? He knows as well as I do that food is the last thing I want. As for Rosie, I bet you're wondering. Ok, confession time. My full name is Rosenbelt Van Hoenstein. Yeah. That is a mouthful.
But seriously, Rosenbelt? What were they on when they named me that?
So I have people call me Van. Can you blame me?
DINGDONG!
My head popped up so fast I almost fell over. This must be my ride! I couldn't wait to see the guy I'd be living with until this whole mutant thing settles down. I still don't know what my power is yet, but I hope it's cool like... telepathy, or laser eyes, or super speed.
I clunked down the stairs with my suitcase in hand and found myself facing two new faces. An old guy in a wheelchair who had this weird kinda', I dunno, aura thing goin' on, and a really hot African chick with white (I mean really white) hair.
I put on my best "seducer's smile" (as my mom calls it) and held out my hand. "Professor Xavier I presume and his lovely assistant," I shook hands with each of them. "I am Van Hoenstein, it is a pleasure to meet you at last."
"His real name is Rosenbelt," my younger sister Kimmi snickered.
Oh yeah. I have a sister. Kimmi is eleven, five years younger than me and she knows exactly what to say to tick me off. But what really bugs me is... I adore my sister. I could never hurt her and she knows it, which is why she always teases me. But we're best friends.
"Shut up Kimberly Judith Hoenstein." I growled.
My mom waltzed in. "Oh, Mr. Xavier. And you are-"
"Ororo Monroe," she said. "I'm a teacher at the Xavier Institute."
"Well," Mom said happily. "Why not stay for dinner. I'd love to get to know you."
Moooooooom! Noooo! Prof. Just say "NO!"
"I'm not sure if that's such a good idea," the Professor argued. "I have a mansion full of rambunctious students to return to."
YES!
"No, no. I insist." Mom fought back. "It'll only be for a bit."
Crap.
"Ok," Xavier finally quit. "But just for a bit. I want to get back in time for Van to meet his new housemates."
So we all sat down at the dinner table. I locked eyes with Kimmi and we smiled at each other. We were about to do our infamous "Grace Routine."
"Kimmi," I inquired, smiling wider. "Shall we say our Grace?"
She nodded. We both chorused, "Grace!" and she piled food onto her plate. I took a microscopic portion of mash-tatoes (as we call them in this house) and an even smaller amount of chicken. The rest of my family, seeing us -well, mainly just Kimmi- chowing down, unclasped their hands and dished out their rations too. I looked over at our two guests and saw the Professor... laughing? I like this guy, he has a good sense of humor. His girlfriend sitting beside him was chuckling a bit too. I hope I like the other kids at the Institute as much as I like these two.
But I don't like food. It's so weird. A few weeks ago I started getting disgusted by even looking at it. The though of eating it made me gag. Before that, however, I was fine. I could've scarfed a whole turkey if given the chance. Now I... I dunno, I can hear people chew and it disgusts me. I tried eating once, and I got so sick I was in bed for three days! All I did was take a bite of spaghetti! One bite!
Instead of being hungry, I've been... thirsty. I drink mass amounts of water and milk and soda, anything, everyday. My thirst is never fully quenched, but at least it's tolerable.
The Professor told me that he could explain everything to me once we get back to the mansion. I wanted to ask him now, but I figured I'd wait.
So I waited, listening to their conversations and constant chewing. My stomach churned. Why do they have to chew so loud?
~*~
Jaeger
I cleared my throat. "So," I tried to start a conversation. "Nice weather, huh?"
Yeah, real nice. Thanks to this rain I'm squeezed in the far back between Evan and Kurt. Kitty and Rogue are in the front back (hey, an oxymoron!) and Scott's in the passenger seat while Jean's driving.
To be honest, I'm surprised they let me come. I thought for sure Jean would use her psychic whatever to throw me across the school. But she didn't. She just looked outside, shrugged and said. "Ok."
Ok?
"Yah, the weather's... great," Rogue said sarcastically, leaning her chin in her hand.
"At least it's Friday," Kitty tried to perk her up.
"Yah, but next week's semester exams."
"But," Kitty argued. "After that it's Christmas holiday!"
"Sure," Rogue hissed. "Great for you, Ah, don't have any family to visit. Scott an Ah'll be home alone with Logan, Professor, Ororo, and Mr. McCoy. Yah, we'll have a blast."
"I hear there's a new guy coming this weekend," Kitty changed the subject. "Van, I think."
"Yeah, I heard about him too," Jean joined in, pulling up to a stop sign. "But the Professor hasn't told me what his power is yet."
"I'm sure there's a good reason for it," Scott said.
Isn't it amazing. All I said was, "Nice weather" and now we have this. I got skills... but I wish I could join in as a friend, not as an unwanted guest. I feel kinda outa place. I'm sitting a car here with the X-men, and they all seem to be talking around me. I'm here for the ride, sure. But I can't help but think that missing everything. They probably think I'm spying on them for the Brotherhood, but I'm not! I just want to be friends with other mutants who don't eat bugs at breakfast.
For a moment there was a silence. A creepy silence. Then Jean goes, "Hey Jaeger, if you'd like we could maybe take you back to the Institute to meet the Professor."
WHAT THE-!?!
I was gobstopped. Not only was I invited to this Institute I hear so much about, but I was also invited to meet the famed Professor! And who asked me? Jean Grey! I looked at Kurt and saw that he looked about as stunned as I was. Then he smiled and nodded.
Had I just been accepted?
Not by everyone.
"What?" Scott yelled. "But she's with the Brotherhood! What if she's spying?"
Ouch. That stung.
"Hey! She's not spying!" Kurt rose to my defense. "She just vants to be our friend!"
"She's not a spy Scott," Jean said calmly. "Trust me."
He did. He wasn't happy about it, but he did. I think that this Jean girl knows something I don't. I also think that she has a kind of authority in this little group.
Oh well. Questions later.
We pulled up in the driveway and I saw the mansion for the second time.
Second? Yes, that's what I said. It's the same house I saw that day. Last Sunday. With the Christmas lights, everything! Wow!
We all stampeded inside and if I thought it cool on the outside, wow! The inside is even better! I was so busy looking around, from the huge Christmas tree, to the dinner table to-
I just bumped into some kid. Wait. Where'd they come from. I'm seeing doubles, and triples. Huh?
"Hi," the six identical boys said in unison.
"Uh," was all I said.
Evan tapped my shoulder. "That's Jamie," he said. "We call him multiple."
"Ok."
So they showed me around and introduced me to everyone! I saw Kurt without his watch and, wow, did he look... different. I knew he had fur but I had never seen him before. Then Kitty hauled me off to meet the Professor.
"Hey Logan," she called to some guy. "Where's the Professor?"
"He left Half-pint," he said. Then he focused on me. "Who are you? You're not that new kid with the Brotherhood are you?"
Kitty gave me nervous look. I felt like if I said the wrong thing this guy would tear me to pieces. So I opened my mouth and said, "Yes. Yes, I am. But I'm looking in on this place because the Brotherhood doesn't quite cut it for me."
He gave me an icy stare, but nodded. "In that case I'm Logan." He held out his hand and we shook.
I hung out there for God knows how long. It was the most fun I've ever had! I played Halo with Bobby, Evan, and Kurt (I got my ass kicked, I lost with like, -32 points!). I even had dinner there. I wanna be an X-person. I would say X-man, but I'm kinda a woman, so... doesn't work for me.
After we ate I went back to play more Xbox with Evan and Kurt and Bobby, but instead we ran into three people I hadn't met yet.
"Hey Auntie O!" Evan called.
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Van
The mansion is huge. From the moment I walked inside I knew I would like it here. I knew it would be even better when I saw a group of kids my age walk into the living just now.
"Hey Auntie O!"
"Evan," Mrs. Monroe smiled back. Her smile however faded when she noticed the blonde chick in the bunch. "Who's your friend?"
"Zhis is Jaeger," said a blue... what the hell is that?
I backed up a few steps. He frowned at me while other kids came in.
"Oh," Mr. Xavier said. "You must be the Brotherhood's new member."
"Um, I uh... was actually," she looked at the clock. "Wow! It's 8:30! I think I should leave."
"Vhat?" Blueboy exclaimed. "But you just got here!"
"Yeah," she said, moving toward the door. "Four hours ago!" And with that, she left.
From there, I learned names, powers, and given a tour.
Oh, and I'm a vampire. Wait, a what!?!
According to the Professor, the reason I've been so thirsty is because I've been craving blood (Ew! Gross!) and I've stopped eating because it is no longer necessary for my body.
You think that's wack? Wait'll you hear this. The Professor gave me... pig's blood. Makes you wanna gag, right? I did, but then somehow he convinced me to try it, and... I liked it. Gross right? Well, not to me. It was delicious! And you know what? I wasn't thirsty anymore. Cool, aye?
It was at the time. But now it's 5:30 on a Saturday and I'm going on my first run in something called the Danger Room. Now, I don't know what a Danger Room is, but it sounds painful, no?
I found out pretty quickly it was.
I spent my whole weekend getting my ass kicked by the Danger Room. Christmas Holiday all of a sudden sounds more like eternal torture. I can't wait.
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Van
Today is my first day of school at Bayville high. I plan to make myself known. Today I went to school without pants. Yeah, no pants. I'm wearing a T-shirt, my watch, boxers, socks, and sneaks. Heh, heh. Everyone will know my name by tomorrow. I'm coming in with a bang!
I do this on my first day every first day. Not the same routine of course, it's different every time. Last year I walked around with my nails painted red (I borrowed Kimmi's nail polish), and my hair died pink (don't ask me where I got the die.). When people asked me about it I simply said, "I'm getting in touch with my feminine side."
I got written up for it. Just like I probably will this time. I walked to school (despite the frigid temperatures) so the rest of the gang wouldn't know. I can't wait to see their faces. My first class is History, then I have Science with Kurt and Jaeger (who I later found out is on the bad side. It's a real shame though, she's pretty cute.).
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Wow. I'm headed toward Science, just finished 1st period, and I'm already written up. Not bad Van, not bad at all.
I walked into the classroom and spotted my fellow demon and saw the blonde sitting beside him. I walked right on over. "Hi," I interrupted their conversation.
They both stared at me. Jaeger raised an eyebrow and said, "You're off your rocker."
I took a seat behind Kurt. "Tell me something I don't know, Blondie," I winked at her. Girls go wild for me. I've already got three crushers from History alone. I figured that one little wink would bring her to her knees.
It didn't.
"How 'bout this," she gave me an innocent smile. "If you call me Blondie one more time, I'll drive a steak through your heart."
Kurt, giggling, said, "Sorry, I already told about your vampirism."
"Yeah, thanks."
I spent the whole period flirting with her (not because I'm crushing on her, but because Kurt was flirting too.) and she dissed me every time. She didn't diss Kurt though, no, she didn't mind it when he flirted with her, and some times she even flirted back. I'm sorry if I sound greedy and spoiled, but I'm jealous. Girls love me! When I flirt with them they either flirt back, or they fall madly in love with me. Not this girl though. No, not her.
I tried again at lunch. She sat with us and when that Lance guy came to bug her about it scared him off. No dice.
Now, a few periods later, I'm sitting beside Jean in Art class, drawing a rose (fake of course) and trying to think of a game plan. This is my last period with that girl and I'm determined to make her fall for me.
I took the rose, tucked it behind me ear, walked up to her, held me hand and said, "Dance with me."
"No."
She didn't even look up from her artwork. How insulting. So I put the rose in my mouth, walked back to Jean and asked through a mouthful of plastic, "Why does she hate me?"
Jean shrugged. "I don't think she hates you. But ask her."
So I did. I walked back over to Blondie, that plastic rose still in my mouth and I asked her, "Why won't you dance with me?"
She still didn't look up. She just kept on drawing, but she answered, "I think the fact that you don't have any pants on might have something to do with it."
"So I wore pants you'd dance with me?"
"No. But it's a start."
Fine then. Next time we meet, I'll be wearing pants. I hope she's satisfied.
Anyway, after school I helped Kitty and Evan study for their semester exams, I played James Bond: Nightfire with Bobby and Jamie, and after dinner the Professor called us all in.
"X-men," he said. "According to Cerebro the Brotherhood's been using their powers open and causing trouble down at an abandoned warehouse. Can I trust you take care of it?"
Looks to me like I'm gonna have my first adventure.
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ME: Ok, end of ch. 3! Please review for those of you haven't. I've only gotten word from Agent-G (thanks!) and I would appreciate it if someone else would give me their opinions. If you enjoyed it, or if you just wanna make a suggestion... tell me! Did you like it? Do you wanna hear more? Do you hate it? Do you think I should tear it down? Did I make a mistake here? Did I mess up there? TELL ME!!!
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