We know the drill at this point. I don't own any X-men, but if I don't say
that I fear they'll own me.
Saying that the flight back to the institute was abnormally quite was an understatement. Logan was the last one to get back to the jet, and with his superhuman hearing he knew he had heard Jean yelling at Scott. Now they weren't talking at all. It wasn't that important right now. Logan was more worried about the guy covered in the dried blood. He could still smell it with his enhanced abilities, which meant it wasn't that old. His danger instincts were peaked, and he was not going to take his attention off of him. Damn it Chuck, ya should'a told us more about him, he thought to himself. It wasn't in his mind long, as he knew that Xavier wouldn't send them after someone he thought was dangerous. The kid didn't look like much anyway. Still, experience taught him never to underestimate anyone. "Did either of ya learn anything about this runt," he asked breaking the uneasy silence. He heard Scott's mouth open, but Jean cut him off instantly. "NO, BECAUSE SOMEONE KNOCKED HIM OUT BEFORE WE COULD ASK HIM ANYTHING," she said very sharply. Logan figured out the rest, and just grunted at her acknowledging her response. This left a very hurt looking Scott, and a very quiet ride the rest of the way home.
He awoke in a soft bed. Lying there he wanted to just roll over and close his eyes again. Then his last memory, of the red haired girl and the red beam that hit him, entered back into his mind. Steven jumped straight out of the bed, and searched around frantically. The room contained two beds, a window, a clock, and some machine that appeared to be reading his vitals. He ripped the wires off as he backed over to the window. Outside it was sunny, and for some reason it made him feel better. He slowed his breathing down, and looked at the two doors in the room. He decided to check the one nearest to him, right after he checked the time on the clock. It was about seven fifteen, and he wondered where he was and how long he'd been out. The door led to a bathroom, and there was a set of clothes on the desk in there. Seeing himself in the mirror caused Steven's heart to race again. There's blood all over my face! As he thought about this his stomach began to feel very queasy. He knew that if he was going to get out of here he had to look normal. He pulled off his oversized clothes as he turned the shower on. The warm water removed the blood from him, and as he saw it drain he began to cry. Why did this have to happen to me? What am I going to do now? Can I ever go back? These thoughts flowed through him, and he exited the shower. After drying off and getting dressed Steven headed out the other door.
(Alarm beeping) Her vision came into focus, as the annoying alarm went off. It was seven thirty, and she smacked the alarm off. She pulled herself together quickly for school. This process involved a shower, clothes, and makeup. She'd gotten really good at this, since she did it every morning. She noticed Rogue was still in bed, so she decided she'd better wake her. She hated doing this, because Rogue was not a morning person. She's gonna kill me, but she'll be late for the third time this week if I don't wake her up. This thought ran through her mind as she walked through her bed and over to Rogue's. "Time to get up sleepy head," she chirped loud enough for her to hear. Her eyes opened, and she grunted, "Okay, I am'h gett'n up Kitty." Kitty then ran through the door into the hall, once she saw Rogue sit up in bed. She was in a better mood then I thought she was gonna be. Maybe she had a dream about Scott or something. These thoughts left her quickly; as just down the hall she saw someone she'd never seen before.
Steven immediately turned his attention to footsteps he heard. Down the hall, about fifty feet away was a girl. How in the heck did I hear her? It sounded like she was right next to me! His mind couldn't grasp how he'd done that. She was small, and she looked like she couldn't possible weigh more than one hundred and ten pounds. He also noticed he could see every detail of her, as if she was right in front of him. She was very pretty, had brown hair, blue eyes, and not so much as a hair out of place. He could smell her to, she reminded him of strawberries. She's so far away, how the heck am I doing this? As he looked at her face her expression was one of caution and curiosity. She finally spoke after a really long awkward silence. "So, like, are you mute or something?" she said with a raised eyebrow. Good, sarcasm, at least I know how to deal with that. He breathed a sigh of relief and then replied with a wink, "No, you just rendered me speechless." He swore he saw her blush for a moment before the girl behind her asked, "Ya got a name pal?" He studied her, just as he did the other girl. She was slightly taller, her clothes showed her stomach, and she had a white stripe in her brown hair. He could tell she was toned up, and that she smelled of blackberries. That fragrance suits her. He smirked as he thought this, and then replied, "My name is Steven, and am I entitled to the pleasure of knowing yours?" She eyed him up and down before saying back, "I am'h Rogue, and this is'ah Kitty." Rouge noticed that Kitty was blushing, so she decided to redirect Steven's attention. "We'h going down to breakfast, or not Kitty," she asked to prompt a response from Kitty. "Uh yeah, sure," she answered not breaking her gaze that was on Steven. Kitty placed a hand on Rogue's sleeve, and they both sank down through the floor. THAT WAS THE FREAKEST THING I'VE EVER SEEN!! His pulse raced as his mind tried to comprehend what he just saw. Then it hit him all at once, and made him feel more ill then he had his entire life. I'M A MUTANT! His mind tried to wrap around the idea. He had heard about them on the news, and talked about them in school. A lot of people hated them, but he figured it was just because they didn't know them. It all made sense to him now. That's why they called me a monster that night, it's why I was in a completely different spot then where Sarah and I were attacked, and it's why the girl with the red hair was in the woods looking for him. He needed more evidence to confirm the thoughts in his head. He also wanted to know where he was and what was going on.
Scott veally made her angry! He vis going to have to do someving very spectacular to calm her down vhis time! Kurt thought this as he caught the death glances that Jean was giving Scott, as he was pouring his orange juice. This was the first time in a long while most everyone was at breakfast as the same time. He noticed that Kitty and Rogue hadn't shown up yet, but he figured that Rogue had sleep in again. Evan was eating a bowl of cereal, and drinking milk. Scott and Jean were on either side of him, and Evan could feel the tension. Needless to say he didn't say much. The teachers were talking about something near the window. Hank only looked up from the paper to nod occasionally, showing he was still listening. Kurt wasn't paying to much attention to what was being said. Kitty and Rogue came though the door right about then. Kurt looked over at the two of them, smiled, and then waved. Kitty looks beautiful as always. He thought this, but knew not to say anything to her, since she was stuck on Lance most of the time. Still smiling he asked "Vould eaver of you like to sit here?" "Like, thanks Kurt," she chimed as she sat down. She slightly brushed his leg and tail with her leg as she sat down. Kurt's heart began to race. He calmed himself down, but kept watching her. "Rogue through me a pop-tart, would ya," she asked looking at Rogue, who was going through the cabinet. "Hold on, I am'h looking for them," she shot back at Kitty.
Steven started wandering the halls just as soon as the girls went through the floor. He was looking for stairs, elevator, or something else that would take him down to the next floor. He started running after about five minutes of walking and not finding a way down. When he started running everything around him blurred for a brief second, then all of it went a grayish color. He stopped immediately, and everything went back to its original color. Okay, I'm officially freaking out here. WHAT IT THE WORLD WAS THAT ABOUT? These thoughts trailed off as something that smelled really good reached his nose. Pop tarts?! He drooled at the thought. He hadn't ate anything since noon the day before, and he'd actually never been this hungry before in his life. He started running again, even though everything went back to the grayish tone. He fallowed the sent, these two things that he was doing right now bothered him in the back of his mind, but he was too hungry to care. He found stairs and ran down three floors. He soon found the door where the delicious smell originated. He pushed the door open and saw a strange sight. Everyone was grayish and was not moving, and the pop tarts hung in mid air. When he stopped moving himself everything went back to normal, and the pastries fell back into the toaster. Steven noticed that everyone was looking at him, and they all looked very uneasy. A bald man in a wheel chair came forward and said, "Everyone this is Steven, he is apparently very hungry." No sooner had he said that then a package of pop tarts floated over to him. Steven could have sworn that the red head winked at him, but he devoured it before he could give a response. He blushed slightly as he remembered everyone was watching him. "Umm...Hi," was all he was able to say after that. Everyone slightly smiled at that except for Logan, Scott, and Rogue. He then saw a puff of smoke where Kurt had been sitting, and the smell that came after nearly suffocated him. He saw the blue guy standing in front of him instantly. He held out his hand, and asked looking back over his shoulder, "Can I say it Professor?" Xavier smiled saying, "You may Kurt." Steven took Kurt's hand. Kurt mustered the most regal look he could and said, "Steven, welcome to the X-men!"
Next: Training Day Steven's been at the institute for a while, and now he's going to show everyone his powers. Using them may not be something they can handle and it will change him forever.
Saying that the flight back to the institute was abnormally quite was an understatement. Logan was the last one to get back to the jet, and with his superhuman hearing he knew he had heard Jean yelling at Scott. Now they weren't talking at all. It wasn't that important right now. Logan was more worried about the guy covered in the dried blood. He could still smell it with his enhanced abilities, which meant it wasn't that old. His danger instincts were peaked, and he was not going to take his attention off of him. Damn it Chuck, ya should'a told us more about him, he thought to himself. It wasn't in his mind long, as he knew that Xavier wouldn't send them after someone he thought was dangerous. The kid didn't look like much anyway. Still, experience taught him never to underestimate anyone. "Did either of ya learn anything about this runt," he asked breaking the uneasy silence. He heard Scott's mouth open, but Jean cut him off instantly. "NO, BECAUSE SOMEONE KNOCKED HIM OUT BEFORE WE COULD ASK HIM ANYTHING," she said very sharply. Logan figured out the rest, and just grunted at her acknowledging her response. This left a very hurt looking Scott, and a very quiet ride the rest of the way home.
He awoke in a soft bed. Lying there he wanted to just roll over and close his eyes again. Then his last memory, of the red haired girl and the red beam that hit him, entered back into his mind. Steven jumped straight out of the bed, and searched around frantically. The room contained two beds, a window, a clock, and some machine that appeared to be reading his vitals. He ripped the wires off as he backed over to the window. Outside it was sunny, and for some reason it made him feel better. He slowed his breathing down, and looked at the two doors in the room. He decided to check the one nearest to him, right after he checked the time on the clock. It was about seven fifteen, and he wondered where he was and how long he'd been out. The door led to a bathroom, and there was a set of clothes on the desk in there. Seeing himself in the mirror caused Steven's heart to race again. There's blood all over my face! As he thought about this his stomach began to feel very queasy. He knew that if he was going to get out of here he had to look normal. He pulled off his oversized clothes as he turned the shower on. The warm water removed the blood from him, and as he saw it drain he began to cry. Why did this have to happen to me? What am I going to do now? Can I ever go back? These thoughts flowed through him, and he exited the shower. After drying off and getting dressed Steven headed out the other door.
(Alarm beeping) Her vision came into focus, as the annoying alarm went off. It was seven thirty, and she smacked the alarm off. She pulled herself together quickly for school. This process involved a shower, clothes, and makeup. She'd gotten really good at this, since she did it every morning. She noticed Rogue was still in bed, so she decided she'd better wake her. She hated doing this, because Rogue was not a morning person. She's gonna kill me, but she'll be late for the third time this week if I don't wake her up. This thought ran through her mind as she walked through her bed and over to Rogue's. "Time to get up sleepy head," she chirped loud enough for her to hear. Her eyes opened, and she grunted, "Okay, I am'h gett'n up Kitty." Kitty then ran through the door into the hall, once she saw Rogue sit up in bed. She was in a better mood then I thought she was gonna be. Maybe she had a dream about Scott or something. These thoughts left her quickly; as just down the hall she saw someone she'd never seen before.
Steven immediately turned his attention to footsteps he heard. Down the hall, about fifty feet away was a girl. How in the heck did I hear her? It sounded like she was right next to me! His mind couldn't grasp how he'd done that. She was small, and she looked like she couldn't possible weigh more than one hundred and ten pounds. He also noticed he could see every detail of her, as if she was right in front of him. She was very pretty, had brown hair, blue eyes, and not so much as a hair out of place. He could smell her to, she reminded him of strawberries. She's so far away, how the heck am I doing this? As he looked at her face her expression was one of caution and curiosity. She finally spoke after a really long awkward silence. "So, like, are you mute or something?" she said with a raised eyebrow. Good, sarcasm, at least I know how to deal with that. He breathed a sigh of relief and then replied with a wink, "No, you just rendered me speechless." He swore he saw her blush for a moment before the girl behind her asked, "Ya got a name pal?" He studied her, just as he did the other girl. She was slightly taller, her clothes showed her stomach, and she had a white stripe in her brown hair. He could tell she was toned up, and that she smelled of blackberries. That fragrance suits her. He smirked as he thought this, and then replied, "My name is Steven, and am I entitled to the pleasure of knowing yours?" She eyed him up and down before saying back, "I am'h Rogue, and this is'ah Kitty." Rouge noticed that Kitty was blushing, so she decided to redirect Steven's attention. "We'h going down to breakfast, or not Kitty," she asked to prompt a response from Kitty. "Uh yeah, sure," she answered not breaking her gaze that was on Steven. Kitty placed a hand on Rogue's sleeve, and they both sank down through the floor. THAT WAS THE FREAKEST THING I'VE EVER SEEN!! His pulse raced as his mind tried to comprehend what he just saw. Then it hit him all at once, and made him feel more ill then he had his entire life. I'M A MUTANT! His mind tried to wrap around the idea. He had heard about them on the news, and talked about them in school. A lot of people hated them, but he figured it was just because they didn't know them. It all made sense to him now. That's why they called me a monster that night, it's why I was in a completely different spot then where Sarah and I were attacked, and it's why the girl with the red hair was in the woods looking for him. He needed more evidence to confirm the thoughts in his head. He also wanted to know where he was and what was going on.
Scott veally made her angry! He vis going to have to do someving very spectacular to calm her down vhis time! Kurt thought this as he caught the death glances that Jean was giving Scott, as he was pouring his orange juice. This was the first time in a long while most everyone was at breakfast as the same time. He noticed that Kitty and Rogue hadn't shown up yet, but he figured that Rogue had sleep in again. Evan was eating a bowl of cereal, and drinking milk. Scott and Jean were on either side of him, and Evan could feel the tension. Needless to say he didn't say much. The teachers were talking about something near the window. Hank only looked up from the paper to nod occasionally, showing he was still listening. Kurt wasn't paying to much attention to what was being said. Kitty and Rogue came though the door right about then. Kurt looked over at the two of them, smiled, and then waved. Kitty looks beautiful as always. He thought this, but knew not to say anything to her, since she was stuck on Lance most of the time. Still smiling he asked "Vould eaver of you like to sit here?" "Like, thanks Kurt," she chimed as she sat down. She slightly brushed his leg and tail with her leg as she sat down. Kurt's heart began to race. He calmed himself down, but kept watching her. "Rogue through me a pop-tart, would ya," she asked looking at Rogue, who was going through the cabinet. "Hold on, I am'h looking for them," she shot back at Kitty.
Steven started wandering the halls just as soon as the girls went through the floor. He was looking for stairs, elevator, or something else that would take him down to the next floor. He started running after about five minutes of walking and not finding a way down. When he started running everything around him blurred for a brief second, then all of it went a grayish color. He stopped immediately, and everything went back to its original color. Okay, I'm officially freaking out here. WHAT IT THE WORLD WAS THAT ABOUT? These thoughts trailed off as something that smelled really good reached his nose. Pop tarts?! He drooled at the thought. He hadn't ate anything since noon the day before, and he'd actually never been this hungry before in his life. He started running again, even though everything went back to the grayish tone. He fallowed the sent, these two things that he was doing right now bothered him in the back of his mind, but he was too hungry to care. He found stairs and ran down three floors. He soon found the door where the delicious smell originated. He pushed the door open and saw a strange sight. Everyone was grayish and was not moving, and the pop tarts hung in mid air. When he stopped moving himself everything went back to normal, and the pastries fell back into the toaster. Steven noticed that everyone was looking at him, and they all looked very uneasy. A bald man in a wheel chair came forward and said, "Everyone this is Steven, he is apparently very hungry." No sooner had he said that then a package of pop tarts floated over to him. Steven could have sworn that the red head winked at him, but he devoured it before he could give a response. He blushed slightly as he remembered everyone was watching him. "Umm...Hi," was all he was able to say after that. Everyone slightly smiled at that except for Logan, Scott, and Rogue. He then saw a puff of smoke where Kurt had been sitting, and the smell that came after nearly suffocated him. He saw the blue guy standing in front of him instantly. He held out his hand, and asked looking back over his shoulder, "Can I say it Professor?" Xavier smiled saying, "You may Kurt." Steven took Kurt's hand. Kurt mustered the most regal look he could and said, "Steven, welcome to the X-men!"
Next: Training Day Steven's been at the institute for a while, and now he's going to show everyone his powers. Using them may not be something they can handle and it will change him forever.