Disclaimer: nope this part has yet to change I still don't own X-Men
(sorry forgot to say the second movie hasn't happened yet)
John was leaning against a tree as he watched the scene with interest. The girl had used three completely different powers. He especially liked it when she set the building on fire. He watched the building burn loving the feeling of watching the fire. Jealousy ran through him that he had not been the one that had the pleasure of doing it.
His attention snapped back to the girl. He watched her collapse and pondered what to do next. He walked over to wear she lied motionless. He knelt down next to her and saw her slow steady breaths.
"Not dead yet," he claimed. He wasn't sure what to do. He could leave her in which case she would probably die or be locked away for being a mutant, but that would not affect him anyway. Or he could bring her to the X-Men and they would help her and she would probably be fine, but they would hound him with questions, that is definitely aggravation that could be avoided. The right choice seemed pretty obvious to him and he got up to walk away.
He got about two steps before he let out an aggravated sigh. "Damn it!" he told himself. He turned around and picked up the lifeless body. He turned to go back to the X-Men.
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John's arms were getting tired and started to ache he had been carrying the girl for a good time now and was just entering the gates of the school. He ignored all of the looks he had been getting from everyone frankly because he really didn't care. He walked in to find the halls deserted. He walked down the main hall in hopes of running into someone.
"John what are you doing?" Bobby Drake asked in surprise when he saw his friend.
"Iceman," John said in a somewhat mock tone, "What do think I'm doing?" He looked at Bobby's startled and confused face with his usual smirk.
"John what are you up to and who is she?!?" His voice held the same emotions as his face.
"You know I would love to tell you that story but my arms are killin' me. You mind for a sec,'" he thrust the girl into Bobby's arms. A still confused Bobby tried to give the still knocked out girl to a still sore armed John.
"Who is she?" Bobby wanted to know as he pushed the girl back to John as she laid there motionless.
"No clue," he answered casually and pushed her Bobby's arms back to him so he wouldn't have to carry her.
"Why did you bring her here?"
"Not sure," they continued to push her back and forth.
"Bobby, John," they heard and knew immediately who it was. They both turned their heads to see the professor wheel over in his wheel chair.
"Ah, I was wondering when she was going to get here," he said with a smile, "I was beginning to think I was wrong." Both of the boys continued to look at him with a blank stare. He continued, "Come on now lets bring her to Jean."
X X X
A.P. moaned in pain. She just started to wake up and had no idea of what was happening. Her eyes flew open but she blinked them shut when the bright light got in them. She squinted and tried to become aware of the things around her. Nothing seemed familiar she had no idea where she was all she knew was that she tired and hungry. The room had all the qualities of a doctor's office.
"Hi, did that medicine help with some of the pain? You have been unconsciece for a while." The voice came from the other side of the room and A.P.'s head immediately turned to it. There was a woman standing by a counter wearing a white lab coat which confirmed A.P.'s suspicions of the place being a doctor's office. The red-headed woman smile at her. "You are at the Xavier Institute for people with special gifts," she explained.
A.P. sat up her attention caught by the last thing the woman had said. "What are you talking about? I don't have any gifts. How did I get here?" The questions seemed to all come out at the same time. The woman walked over to her "Calm down, this will help with the-," the woman held up a needle and was cut off by A.P.
"Yeah right!" In a split second A.P. was off for the door. Just in time her body filled with the familiar feeling and she dove for the door. She passed through it perfectly but landed on her knee. She didn't have time to dwell on the pain or think about the huge bruise she was going to get. She looked around there was no one in sight but no doors either. The door behind her started to open and the woman came out. A.P. took off down the long hallway having no idea where she was headed. She turned down another hall and headed for the door. It has to lead out of this place she thought. She ran for it but a man in a wheel chair cut her off halfway. She skidded to a stop in front of him. Grabbing on to the corner of a wall she propelled herself down a different hallway. A group of kids walked by right in front of her. She rammed right into one. He staggered a bit but didn't fall. A.P. looked up at the boy's face and recognized him as the boy from the store. Despite the girls wild hair that partially covering her face John recognized the girl as the one he had brought here.
"YOU!" the screamed in unison. Before John could react A.P. slammed her foot down on the inside of his and jammed a fist in his lower stomach. He doubled over in pain. She got about three more steps before someone behind her grabbed her by the waist and she felt a knife at her neck.
"We ain't gonna hurt ya kid," came a gruff voice from behind her.
"Then let me go," was A.P.'s cold reply. He scooped her up by his grip on her waist and she struggled and kicked wildly to get free of his grasp. He moved what A.P. thought was a knife away from her neck. As he did so she saw that he had three metal spikes come out of his fist. He was carrying her back to the man in the wheelchair and the red-headed doctor who was now standing at his side.
She started to struggle more. "No put me down!" she started screaming, "You won't get me again!"
"Get you again? We promise you that you have never been here before," the man in the wheelchair answered calmly.
"I got out last time I can do it again!" the anger was thick in her voice, "What did you do? Send him to come and bring me here!" she nodded her head at the boy from the store. Who was in the group of kids that were now staring at her.
"Yes John did bring you here but it was to only save you're life, I assure you that we don't know what you are talking about. I am Professor Xavier and you are at my institute for the gifted."
A.P. stopped struggling and looked around before looking back at the professor. "Gifted?" she questioned. The professor nodded at the man who was holding her and he dropped her. Her sneakers hitting the hard floor with a thunk.
"Yes gifted. People with special powers mutants like you," he informed.
"You're all mutants?"
"Yes and we want to help you."
She smiled and gave a joking laugh, "Help me with what?" The professor recognized the look in her eyes. She was treating everything they were saying like it was a big joke.
"Fine, I will make you a deal. You stay here for a few days. You get food, shelter, a bed, people to talk to, and even schooling. If you don't like us after that you are free to leave. Fair?" he looked at A.P. her brow was creased with deep thought he wanted to help her but she would have to want to be helped.
A.P. stared into the professor's face his face was completely devoid of emotion. The bed and food clouded her thoughts. She would have to figure things out after some sleep and a meal. "Whatever," she answered with a sigh.
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Oh no!! why did she freak out like that what's going on with her??? You only get answers if you read more!!! (any kind of a review would be nice too if there is anyone reading this) sorry the chapters are short I will try to make them longer from now on!!!! Next chapter will be up soon!!!!!