When Gods Hit Earth
Sweet Sakura Curls
Disclaimer: I do not own Kenshin or X-men. Don't sue.
Author's Note: I will try to be as accurate to the original stories as possible, but I will be changing some details of Kenshin's past, and the age differences between the Kenshin-gumi. The ages for the X-men characters are the same as in X-men evolution. I don't know much about X-men, so if I make a huge mistake, please tell me. Thankies and enjoy!
Chapter 1: The Purest Blade
Charles Xavier softly placed the headset of cerebro on the small counsel and wheeled his way out of the room. Jean and Scott where waiting for him outside.
"Professor, Jean needs to tell you something."
"Scott!" Jean lightly slapped Scott's shoulder.
"Yes Jean?"
"I've been feeling a strange energy pattern for the last few weeks. I don't know where it's from, but it's very powerful…powerful and sad. I think it's a new mutant."
"Yes, you were feeling a new mutant. His name is Kenshin Himura and his signal is coming from Tokyo Japan. I would like you two and…hm… Logan to accompany me to fetch him please."
"Of course professor." Scott said and the two teens spun out of the hall and into the rest of the mansion.
Charles sat for a moment in the hall, thinking of the brief image he had gotten of this new mutant. A young man, maybe 18, looking like he had the weight of the world on his back.
***In Tokyo
The jet landed silently deep in a forest on the mountain where Kenshin was sensed. The four mutants walked until they came up a graveyard, bathed in the blood red light of the setting sun. The only living occupant of the cemetery was a boy with hair as red as the sun kneeling in front of a single headstone. He was shaking, crying perhaps.
Jean took a step into the cemetery, her face contorted with sympathy for the boy. As her foot landed on the first twig, the boy was standing, hand on his sword and snarling, face still wet with tears. He looked almost demon like, in that first moment, and then he spoke.
"Who are you, de gorzaru yo?" His voice was soft and gentle, and his stance settled to being wary but relaxed, though his hand never left his sword.
"I am Professor Charles Xavier, I would like to invite you to come to my school."
Kenshin's eyes narrowed and Wolverine, for a second, recognized a similar spirit, before the eyes became wide a guileless again.
"No thank you, de gozaru yo. I will remain here." His English was heavily accented but understandable.
"Kenshin-"
Now Kenshin was back to full fighter stance, his eyes narrowed with a killer's look, and his body was tense and ready to strike.
"How do you know my name?" His voice was harsh and demanding, all of the earlier politeness gone.
"I am a mutant, as are you. My gift is telepathy, and I found you from my school, that is how I learned your name.
"Where is your school?"
"In New York city in the United States of America." (a/n is that right?)
Kenshin's eyes widened slightly in shock before narrowing again.
"How do you know I am a mutant?"
"I have a machine, cerebro, that allows me to find mutant brain waves so that I can find and train the mutants."
"Is this why you wish to find me? To train?"
"Yes."
"I will not kill for you."
Charles' eyes widened, and he gasped in shock.
"Nobody expects you to. Why would you think that?"
"Your 'students' have blood on there hands, though only one has ever killed."
"Yes, we do have a fighting team at my school, but you are not required to fight for us, nor are any of the students. This people all want to fight, we are trying to make the world safe for both normal people and mutants."
"Without killing?"
"Without killing."
"I will come." Kenshin released his sword and as he did so, the amiable man they had see returned, there was no trace of a killer in any part of his being.
Though they were surprised by the sudden change, the X-men simply agreed and walked back to the jet. Jean used this time to get a closer look at the new mutant, Kenshin. His hair reached down to his hips, and he wore is in a low ponytail. He carried a sword at his waist, something that was unusual, if not outright bizarre in this time. His wide eyes were purple, and seemed to hold the calmest presence. His clothes were strange as well. A gentle pink top that looked similar to a martial arts gi and long wide pants that looked like a skirt if you were not watching carefully.
"May sessha ask what you are looking at, de gozaru yo?" Now again, his voice was soft, almost melodic.
"N-nothing. I was just wondering about your sword…"
"Ah, this sword holds back many memories and stories. It is best not to speak of them, de gozaru yo."
"Oh. I'm sorry." She was quiet for a moment, then, "What does…de gozaru yo mean?"
"De gozaru yo…it is…it does not translate into English. It is a figure of speech."
"I see…"
Jean didn't talk anymore, and the rest of the walk was silent. When the finally arrived at the jet, Professor Xavier spoke.
"Kenshin, where do you live?"
"I have no home. De gozaru yo."
"Did you have anything you wanted to bring?"
"No, de gozaru, everything is here." He gestured to a small bag attached to his waist, across from the sword.
"I see. Well, this is the Blackbird. It is a jet that belongs to the school. This is how we will be returning to New York."
Kenshin looked up at the huge plane and then nodded, "I have heard of such things, de gozaru yo."
"Good, then let us leave."
The ride in the blackbird was fairly uneventful, though the Professor asked Kenshin questions throughout the entire trip.
"So Kenshin, how old are you?"
"I am twenty, de gozaru yo."
"Really? Well, I suppose you won't be needing to go to school. How much formal schooling have you had?"
"None. My sensei taught me English, basic mathematics, and reading."
"I see. Would you like to enroll in more schooling?"
"No, thank you, de gozaru yo."
"Why do you carry a sword?"
"For protection of my self and others, de gozaru yo."
"You don't kill though?"
"I will not kill." Kenshin's answers was soft and evasive, and the Professor caught that.
"You will not? Have you killed before?"
"Yes." Kenshin's voice rasped slightly, and his eyes tinged with gold.
"May I ask why?"
"You may, but it would be best you do not." Kenshin's voice became soft again, eyes fully purple.
"I see." Charles thought a moment.
"Do you like children?"
"Yes, de gozaru yo."
"Good, good. We have many students, ages ranging from 8 and up."
Kenshin didn't seem to feel this required at answer, as he simply nodded and remained quiet. It was this way for a while before,
"What may I do to earn my keep?"
"There is no need of that. All students are guests."
"I would prefer it." Charles looked sharply at Kenshin before nodded.
"What would you like to do?"
"If I may? I can cook or clean, de gozaru yo."
"You may do as you wish. I will have someone show you where everything is once we arrive."
"Oh? When will this be, de gozaru yo?"
"Mhm, in maybe three hours. This jet can go extraordinarily fast, it is the top of the line."
Kenshin merely nodded again and set back into his seat.
"We will speak more when we return to the mansion."
"Very well, de gozaru yo. When we arrive"
TO BE CONTINUED…
Author's Note: Hope you enjoyed the first chapter. The rest of the Kenshin-gumi will arrive at later points in the story. Tell me what you thought! Review!"
Sweet Sakura Curls
Disclaimer: I do not own Kenshin or X-men. Don't sue.
Author's Note: I will try to be as accurate to the original stories as possible, but I will be changing some details of Kenshin's past, and the age differences between the Kenshin-gumi. The ages for the X-men characters are the same as in X-men evolution. I don't know much about X-men, so if I make a huge mistake, please tell me. Thankies and enjoy!
Chapter 1: The Purest Blade
Charles Xavier softly placed the headset of cerebro on the small counsel and wheeled his way out of the room. Jean and Scott where waiting for him outside.
"Professor, Jean needs to tell you something."
"Scott!" Jean lightly slapped Scott's shoulder.
"Yes Jean?"
"I've been feeling a strange energy pattern for the last few weeks. I don't know where it's from, but it's very powerful…powerful and sad. I think it's a new mutant."
"Yes, you were feeling a new mutant. His name is Kenshin Himura and his signal is coming from Tokyo Japan. I would like you two and…hm… Logan to accompany me to fetch him please."
"Of course professor." Scott said and the two teens spun out of the hall and into the rest of the mansion.
Charles sat for a moment in the hall, thinking of the brief image he had gotten of this new mutant. A young man, maybe 18, looking like he had the weight of the world on his back.
***In Tokyo
The jet landed silently deep in a forest on the mountain where Kenshin was sensed. The four mutants walked until they came up a graveyard, bathed in the blood red light of the setting sun. The only living occupant of the cemetery was a boy with hair as red as the sun kneeling in front of a single headstone. He was shaking, crying perhaps.
Jean took a step into the cemetery, her face contorted with sympathy for the boy. As her foot landed on the first twig, the boy was standing, hand on his sword and snarling, face still wet with tears. He looked almost demon like, in that first moment, and then he spoke.
"Who are you, de gorzaru yo?" His voice was soft and gentle, and his stance settled to being wary but relaxed, though his hand never left his sword.
"I am Professor Charles Xavier, I would like to invite you to come to my school."
Kenshin's eyes narrowed and Wolverine, for a second, recognized a similar spirit, before the eyes became wide a guileless again.
"No thank you, de gozaru yo. I will remain here." His English was heavily accented but understandable.
"Kenshin-"
Now Kenshin was back to full fighter stance, his eyes narrowed with a killer's look, and his body was tense and ready to strike.
"How do you know my name?" His voice was harsh and demanding, all of the earlier politeness gone.
"I am a mutant, as are you. My gift is telepathy, and I found you from my school, that is how I learned your name.
"Where is your school?"
"In New York city in the United States of America." (a/n is that right?)
Kenshin's eyes widened slightly in shock before narrowing again.
"How do you know I am a mutant?"
"I have a machine, cerebro, that allows me to find mutant brain waves so that I can find and train the mutants."
"Is this why you wish to find me? To train?"
"Yes."
"I will not kill for you."
Charles' eyes widened, and he gasped in shock.
"Nobody expects you to. Why would you think that?"
"Your 'students' have blood on there hands, though only one has ever killed."
"Yes, we do have a fighting team at my school, but you are not required to fight for us, nor are any of the students. This people all want to fight, we are trying to make the world safe for both normal people and mutants."
"Without killing?"
"Without killing."
"I will come." Kenshin released his sword and as he did so, the amiable man they had see returned, there was no trace of a killer in any part of his being.
Though they were surprised by the sudden change, the X-men simply agreed and walked back to the jet. Jean used this time to get a closer look at the new mutant, Kenshin. His hair reached down to his hips, and he wore is in a low ponytail. He carried a sword at his waist, something that was unusual, if not outright bizarre in this time. His wide eyes were purple, and seemed to hold the calmest presence. His clothes were strange as well. A gentle pink top that looked similar to a martial arts gi and long wide pants that looked like a skirt if you were not watching carefully.
"May sessha ask what you are looking at, de gozaru yo?" Now again, his voice was soft, almost melodic.
"N-nothing. I was just wondering about your sword…"
"Ah, this sword holds back many memories and stories. It is best not to speak of them, de gozaru yo."
"Oh. I'm sorry." She was quiet for a moment, then, "What does…de gozaru yo mean?"
"De gozaru yo…it is…it does not translate into English. It is a figure of speech."
"I see…"
Jean didn't talk anymore, and the rest of the walk was silent. When the finally arrived at the jet, Professor Xavier spoke.
"Kenshin, where do you live?"
"I have no home. De gozaru yo."
"Did you have anything you wanted to bring?"
"No, de gozaru, everything is here." He gestured to a small bag attached to his waist, across from the sword.
"I see. Well, this is the Blackbird. It is a jet that belongs to the school. This is how we will be returning to New York."
Kenshin looked up at the huge plane and then nodded, "I have heard of such things, de gozaru yo."
"Good, then let us leave."
The ride in the blackbird was fairly uneventful, though the Professor asked Kenshin questions throughout the entire trip.
"So Kenshin, how old are you?"
"I am twenty, de gozaru yo."
"Really? Well, I suppose you won't be needing to go to school. How much formal schooling have you had?"
"None. My sensei taught me English, basic mathematics, and reading."
"I see. Would you like to enroll in more schooling?"
"No, thank you, de gozaru yo."
"Why do you carry a sword?"
"For protection of my self and others, de gozaru yo."
"You don't kill though?"
"I will not kill." Kenshin's answers was soft and evasive, and the Professor caught that.
"You will not? Have you killed before?"
"Yes." Kenshin's voice rasped slightly, and his eyes tinged with gold.
"May I ask why?"
"You may, but it would be best you do not." Kenshin's voice became soft again, eyes fully purple.
"I see." Charles thought a moment.
"Do you like children?"
"Yes, de gozaru yo."
"Good, good. We have many students, ages ranging from 8 and up."
Kenshin didn't seem to feel this required at answer, as he simply nodded and remained quiet. It was this way for a while before,
"What may I do to earn my keep?"
"There is no need of that. All students are guests."
"I would prefer it." Charles looked sharply at Kenshin before nodded.
"What would you like to do?"
"If I may? I can cook or clean, de gozaru yo."
"You may do as you wish. I will have someone show you where everything is once we arrive."
"Oh? When will this be, de gozaru yo?"
"Mhm, in maybe three hours. This jet can go extraordinarily fast, it is the top of the line."
Kenshin merely nodded again and set back into his seat.
"We will speak more when we return to the mansion."
"Very well, de gozaru yo. When we arrive"
TO BE CONTINUED…
Author's Note: Hope you enjoyed the first chapter. The rest of the Kenshin-gumi will arrive at later points in the story. Tell me what you thought! Review!"