Slightly Out of Place: an X-Men:Evolution/Pirates of the Caribbean Crossover fic
This fiction was co-written by Stacey Lofton and Ayashe, so writing styles (and some spellings) may vary. Please excuse this, we did not do it to confuse you.
Disclaimer: We do not in any way, shape, or form own X-Men:Evolution or Pirates of the Caribbean, we only wish we did. X-Men:Evolution belongs to the great minds at Marvel Comics. And PotC belongs to the brilliant people at Disney. We DO however own the rights to this fiction and our original characters. Stacey Lofton/Shockwave belongs to Stacey Lofton; and Lelia Stone-DeToma/Ghost belongs to Ayashe. The character of Aliana LeBeau is used with permission from her creator, Aliana LeBeau.
Chapter 1: Definitely Not In Kansas
Two girls, a tall blonde and a shorter redhead, poked their heads around a corner and looked down the long hallway. They were both students at the school they were currently sneaking around in, The Xavier Institute for Gifted Youngsters. It was a prestigious school in southern New York, advertising teaching to talented children, but in reality they were secretly training mutants to harness their powers. These said students, Stacey Lofton and Lelia Stone-DeToma, were mutants as well and were endowed with special powers. Stacey's was control over electricity. Lelia, more commonly referred to as Ghost, had a set of wings and could sense mutants. She also had two half-powers accidentally transferred to her by another mutant; these powers could only be used for short periods of time. At the moment though, the girls weren't in any classes to hone their powers, but were sneaking through the sub-levels of the school.
"Is anyone coming?" Stacey asked her friend.
"No, not that I can sense," Ghost replied as she pulled her scarlet hair back into a pony-tail, "but we've got to hurry, Forge and the Professor should be back soon."
"So how hard to you think this new training program will be?"
"Well Forge built it, so it's probably top-notch or something. Which means it'll be really hard! And we'll be the first to try it!" Ghost replied excitedly.
They both took one last glance down the hallway then darted towards two large metal doors; Stacey on foot and Ghost in the air.
"How do we start this thing?" Stacey questioned moments later in the danger room as they stared curiously at the large machine in front of them.
"Push buttons until something happens?" Ghost suggested as she took a step forward and studied the controls. "There's got to be an 'on' button around here somewhere."
They both scanned the machine's many buttons and switches. "Found it!" they both exclaimed as they pushed the large green button at the same time. A bright white light flashed around them. It filled the room and became more red, and then more blue, until it finally settled into a dark violet. It flashed white again, disappearing suddenly, taking both girls with it.
Three minutes earlier…
Aliana, another mutant at the school, one with control over plants, walked into the empty recreation room. "Where are they?" she asked herself as she looked for the other two girls. "Hmm…where would Ah be if Ah was Stacey and Ghost? Oh! The danger room!" she exclaimed and headed for the elevator.
Two minutes and six floors later Aliana found herself outside the same door the two girls entered moments before. She looked up above the doorway and saw a large red light, meaning the room was in use.
"Dat's them," she remarked to herself as she walked down the hallway to a smaller door. She entered and ascended the staircase behind it, leading her into the large circular room above the training area. She looked down to the floor below, and saw her two friends tinkering with a large, bulky contraption.
Speaking into the microphone so they could hear her, Aliana tried to get their attention, "Guys c'mon! It's our night to cook dinner, an' if we don', Kitty will. An' Ah do not want food poisoning!"
She paused as she saw a blinding white light emerge from the machinery, and was sucked into it. She couldn't see a thing, and she didn't know what was going on, but she knew it wasn't good.
Stacey woke up with the bright, warm sun shining on her skin. She put her hands to her side, letting them sink into the hot sand as she sat up. Her friend beside her was waking up as well.
"The sea. I smell t'sea," Ghost mumbled to herself as she slowly opened her eyes. It was very bright and she had to use her hands to shield her eyes. Turning to the girl next to her she asked, "Stace? Where the t'worl' are we?" She paused as a strange look crossed her face, "An' whaddya wearing?"
"What?!" Stacey asked a bit offended at the girl's remark, until she looked down at her clothing. She was wearing a pale brown peasant shirt, a pair of dark brown pants complete with red sash and a small dagger. She had golden hoop earrings and a few necklaces on as well. On her feet was a pair of laced-up leather boots. She looked up at Ghost who was in an equally, if not more, strange outfit.
Ghost was on her feet, staring down at the long folds of the dress she now found herself in. It was long and cream, and came up just below her shoulders. Over it she had a brown, corset-type, vest with a layer of long purple velvet extending from the back and sides of it. Her hair was hanging around her shoulders in small ringlets. She had wrists full of bangles and three pendant necklaces around her neck, all different lengths. She had a pair of pointed leather boots on as well. Looking up with a scared look on her face she exclaimed frantically, "I look like a serving wench! And why is your hair shorter?"
It was true, Stacey's blonde hair was now short and cut rather ragedly at the chin.
A few moments later they discovered many small weapons hidden in their clothing, in their boots, and even attached to their legs. They sat down in the hot sand trying to figure out what had happened to them. After recollecting all they remembered of the incident they still hadn't found out any new information or leads. Stacey looked over at Ghost and noticed the girl's image inducer was gone, and noted that she could still not see her wings.
"Uh Ghost? Where're your wings?"
"My wings? AH! They're gone! I can't believe this! This is NOT happening to me. We're dreaming. Yeah, dreaming," she managed to get out quickly as she fell back into the sand, her eyes large with fear. "My powers are gone!"
"What? Impossible, maybe you're just tapped out." "No, I'm not! I can't sense you!"
"Hold on, let me try something," Stacey commented, raising her fingers a few inches apart and tried to get a spark or two. "I can't get a charge either!"
"Oh great, we're trapped somewhere, in strange clothes, we have absolutely no idea what's going on or how we got here, and on top of that our powers are completely gone!" Ghost cried out, her arms flailing around her face to emphasize her point.
"Toto darling, I have a feeling we're not in Kansas anymore," Stacey said plainly as she stared at the peacefully calm waves a few yards from their feet. It all seemed a little too familiar for comfort.
AN - Okay people, just for clarification, Ayashe wrote this chappie. Next chappie: written by Stacey Lofton and including lots and lots and LOTS of Aliana. Yes siree Bob!