Ch. 3
Prof. Xavier had called a meeting of the X-men. All about the room stood Scott, Jean, Logan, Hank, Rogue, Remy, Kurt, Bobby, Storm, and (only through extreme begging) Jubilee (after all she is an X-man).
Jubilee was the first to speak up, "So, like, what's the sitch Prof?
"The 'sitch' is that there is a new mutant in the tristate area." Answered the Prof.
"No problem Professor," said Scott Summers, "We can be ready in five minutes-"
"That will be unnecessary Scott, she is with Serena."
"That bitch!" shouted Rogue. "How the hell she manage that?!"
"Rogue, calm yourself. This new mutant could be persuaded to join with us. From what I can tell, this mutant is powerful, if we don't scare her off, she could be a real asset to the team."
"Vhat? Is zat all?" said the resident German, Kurt Vag-I mean Wagner.
"This mutant is hard to lock on to. It may be her power is interfering though I cannot understand why."
"Remy wants to know is man or woman?" said the Cajun, finally entering the conversation.
"I believe it is a woman, but I cannot be completely sure."
"Well, if woman, Remy go and charm her to join."
"No way Swamprat!" yelled Rogue.
"Aww, chere. Remy didn't know you was so . . . jealous."
"I ain't jealous." She muttered.
"Everyone please." Said the Prof. in an even tone. "I will send Jean, Scott AND Logan."
"Logan?" blurted out Kurt, "Vhy?!"
"You got a problem with that, elf?"
"No. It's just that you're not a very good people person." Kurt let out a nervous laugh.
"I'm sending Logan, because I believe if it comes down to it, he can best defend himself against an unknown mutant."
"So what's the plan, again?" said Bobby.
The Prof. sighed, "The plan is that Jean, Scott, and Logan will go to the mutant and see if they can at least convince it to come here. Then, we will go from there. Now, does everyone understand?" He looked around the room as many nodded their heads in agreement. "Now, go on. I have a headache.
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"Alright! Don't worry you aren't gonna regret this." Said Dakota.
"I hope not." Mumbled Sandy.
"Now. You have to swear that whatever you learn here today, you take to the grave."
"Oh, come off it Dakota." Said Jasmine, "Stop being so dramatic."
"Aww. I never get to have any fun." Said Dakota as she winked at Jasmine.
"Look," Said Serena, "if you join us Sandy, as a full member of the Elite, there are certain rules you must follow under dire consequences."
"You are gonna let me in on these rules right?"
"I'm getting to it. Rule one, no one must find out you or any of us are mutants."
"No problem."
"Rule two, you must never harm another mutant unless trying to save your life or ours."
"Understandable."
"Rule three, never join the X-men."
"The who?"
"The X-men," said Helen, "They're this group of mutants that run around trying to fight for a world that shuns and hates them."
"Kinda poetic."
"Yeah, sure. Anyway, they tried to make us join."
"Why didn't you?"
"Well," said Dakota, scratching her arm, "Personally, I don't like taking orders from someone who never once joined in on one of their battles."
"He is in a wheelchair, Dakota."
"I know, Helen, but he is also a telepath, a very strong one to boot, and what does he do with his powers? Nothing!" there was a note of disgust in Dakota's voice.
"Besides," said Jasmine, "their sub-leader, I'd guess you'd call him, is a real stiff. Never wants to have any fun."
"Oh yeah, Jasmine," mocked Dakota, "you'd show him a real good time."
"Damn straight." Said Jasmine with a glazed look in her eyes.
"Anyway," said Serena, a little amused, "welcome to the Elite, sister."
Sandy smiled, "No problem."
So, whatcha think? Hey any ideas on what Sandy should look like. I got an idea in mind I just wanna see what all y'all say. Come on, you might just change my mind.