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A/N: I am soooooooooooooooooooooooo sorry!!!!! I went to Spain for two weeks and have been really busy. Sorry to any one who has been waiting. Happy reading! I have been having trouble finding inspiration and I still am having trouble!!
Princess Of Darkness
Chapter 3
Jean Grey threw herself down onto a large, brown leather sofa in the common room. Kicking off her heels she stretched out her long, thin legs across the cushions. She sighed sinking down into the comfortable, cool leather. Relived to finally have gotten through her afternoon classes she was ready to relax and fall asleep. Tugging her pencil skirt back down to her knees she shuffled lower resting her head on the arm of the sofa. Closing her eyes she drew a deep breath letting it out in a groan, her aching feet enjoying the feel of the cool air upon them. Just as she was about to fall asleep the sound of the doorbell echoed throughout the empty halls and rooms. Her eyes fluttered half-open listening for the sound of someone to open the front doors. She closed her eyes assured that some one would answer. When that failed to happen and another sound of knuckles drumming on the other side of the door beckoned her awake. Snapping her eyes open in annoyance she pushed herself to her feet and making her way into the foyer. She let her mind wonder to the person behind the doors. She raised an eyebrow discovering that it was someone she had never met before and who was a complete stranger, but some how she seemed to recognize it. Reaching the doors she grasped the handle and pulled the door open. They stood staring at each other for several minutes, looking one another up and down .
"Hi" The girl spoke first. Jean's eyes wondered to her face, pale, clear skin, dark green eyes, blonde hair tied in a loose plat down her back. She wore a pair of baggy tracksuit bottoms and a matching tank top. Hanging over her right shoulder was a rucksack and balanced on her left hip was a suitcase. "My name is Kira Stone, I'm supposed to be starting here today." Kira dropped the case to the floor and raised a hand out to Jean. She blinked a few times before grasping her hand over the young girls. She watched in question as Kira began to sake slightly, the pupils of her eyes becoming so large that they colour of her eyes disappeared completely. She looked down at their hands still in contact, Kira's knuckles were white from she tight grip. Jean frowned watching her for a moment, the grip on her hand tightening. Kira felt her eyes turning into the back of her head.
*When you get taken advantage of and come out of it knocked up ask me again!* *If you have this baby you will die in childbirth* *I dream about her* *Cateline Grey*
Images and phrases flew around her mind, crawling over her brain. Kira bit her tongue and clenched her eyes shut. Jean watched her, concern taking over and wrenched her hand away. She rubbed her fingers with her other hand watching Kira as she shook her head a couple of times and opened her eyes.
"Are you Ok?" Jean asked. Kira nodded looking down to the floor and picking up her bag. When she looked up Jean was looking at her with worry in her eyes.
"I am Ok. Thank you Miss." Kira trailed off. "Jean Grey, one of the professors here" Kira nodded, a smile coming to her lips. "Nice to meet you" she said surveying Jean's face. She had shinny red hair that was pulled back neatly into a bun, she had bright green eyes, looking at her from behind large eyelashes, which were covered in a light coat of black mascara. On her lips was a soft shade of red that had worn off during the day. She wore a black pencil skirt that stopped just above her knees, a white blouse was covering her top half and her feet where bare.
"Come in" Jean's voice interrupted her inspection. Kira jumped almost guiltily clutching at her case as she walked past the older woman. She stopped in the center of the foyer, dropping her bags and looking around in total awe. Jean closed the front door and walked to her side.
"If you leave your bags here, Kurt will take them to your room." Jean told her. Kira stared at her for a moment and Jean could feel the girls confidence wavering.
"Are you hungry?" she asked, her voice slightly shaking. Kira blinked a few times before shaking her head, a faint smile appeared on her lips. She followed Jean out of the foyer and into the large kitchen. She stood inside the door way watching Jean walk to the fridge.
"What would you like?" she asked giving her a side glance. Kira shrugged pushing herself away from the wall and stood by the fridge door. She leaned over and reached out an arm toward a can of coka-cola. Her arm brushed up Jean's for a moment and a shiver ran down her spine. She stood bolt up right and stiffened, her knuckles white as her grip tightened around the bottle. Jean raised an eyebrow as she lent back on the kitchen surface studying Kira's face.
"So what is you ability?" she asked in hope of bringing her out of her awkward moment. They were silent for a few seconds before Kira sighed flipping her hair over her shoulder and bringing the bottle to the table. Jean mentally grabbed a glass and Kira watched in amazement as it came gracefully floating toward her. The glass stopped its movement and hovered in front of her.
"It won't bite" Jean said trying to lighten the mood when she saw the look on Kira's face. Her frown as not hidden and she could feel how uncomfortable she was become. She watched Kira's shaky hand grip the glass and Jean released her grip allowing her to take it.
"It is obvious what your 'gift' is," Kira said with a wry smile pouring some coke into her glass.
"I know this is hard for you. I have been there."
Kira shrugged bringing the glass to her lips and taking a mouthful of coke. Finally she looked at Jean, her eyes were cold and emotionless.
"I don't know what you are talking about" she said after swallowing. Jean let out a sigh and using her TK made herself a drink, while Kira watched in awe.
"It's Ok, we don't have to talk about it if you don't want to" Jean told her sipping from her own glass. Kira nodded dropping her gaze. For a moment Jean's eyes narrowed and her face became hard. Kira tensed up holding her breath.
"Your stuff has been taken to you room" she said, her eyes looking behind her body. Kira followed Jean's eyes and looked over her shoulder. Her eyes widened and her breath caught in her throat. Her mouth dropped open and her glass fell out of her hand. Jean caught it with her TK and placed it beside her o the work surface.
"It's alright, Kira, I would like you to meet Kurt Wagnor. He is a teleporter" Kira looked back to Jean who was smiling and noted her drink was now beside the older woman. She swallowed and looked back to Kurt. He smiled at her, showing off his pointy, slightly yellow teeth.
"Guten tag" he said softly. She bit her lip and nodded.
"Kurt will take you to your room if you want."
Kira looked at Jean was had pushed herself off of the surface and was now walking over to the door way. She was unable to keep the fear from her breath. Her shaky exhales of oxygen made it clear to Kurt and he looked anxiously at Jean. she was casually lent up against the wall and offered him a smile and the nod of her head. Kurt slowly made his way forward and held out a hand. Kira stared down at his three, blue fingers for a moment before meeting his yellow eyes. Despite their odd colour, his gaze was soft and comforting. She held his gaze as she gripped his hand in hers.
"Guten Tag" she replied quietly. Kurt smiled at her lightly squeezing her palm before dropping his hand back to his side.
"Well if you tow will excuse me I need to go and finish some paper work. Kurt smiled at Jean watching her disappear down the hall way.
"Vould you like to see your room?" Kurt asked, his voice dripping with a Dutch or German accent, Kira couldn't tell which. She nodded. Kurt brought his hand and gently held her arm. She raised an eyebrow and dropped her gaze to their contact. She was thankful for the fabric of her jacket preventing skin contact and sighed. She looked back to his face. He was smiling and suddenly everything went black. Kira felt her stomach flop and turn upside down and the sudden feeling of motion sickness took over her. She squeezed her eye tightly shut holding her breath.
"Ve are here" Kurts voice made her ears twitch. She opened her eyes to see him standing in front of her. They were in the middle of a hall way with closed doors left and right. Kurt pointed a large finger to the door behind her, which stood ajar. She walked through the door way and stared around the room. In front of her were a pair of twin beds, two bedside tables, two wardrobes and an attached bathroom.
"Ve are short of space at the moment so the professor has put you in with Sam. He is really nice, you will like him."
Kira nodded. Even though Kurt was talking to her she could feel his unbreakable stare upon her face and she couldn't help but feel uncomfortable under his yellow eyes.
"Have I seen you somewhere before?" he asked. She shook her head thinking that she would have remembered seeing him some where before.
"You remind me of some one I know. Its freaky". Kira frowned. "No, no not like that, in a good way. I am sorry I tend to talk before I think."
"It's ok. So how long have you been here?" she asked walking through the room and throwing herself down onto one of the beds.
"Ever since I was 14, so quite a while." Kira smiled.
"Do you always look like that?" she asked, "Not meaning to be rude". Kurt shrugged.
"Naturally yes, but as you know humans have a tendency to over look things so the professor has given me this." He said raising his wrist and displaying a watch. Kira watched as Kurt pressed a button and his body became fuzzy for a second before looking like a human.
"This is how I go out in public". Kira nodded walking up to him.
"That's amazing" she whispered. Kurt nodded.
"But it does not prevent people from feeling my fur so." he trailed off. Kira shrugged touching his hand.
"I think its cool" she said with a faint smile on her lips. Suddenly the faint sound of humming came from out side the room. Kurt turned to look out the room.
"Sam is here. I will be right back." He said before disappearing leaving behind a cloud of smoke.
Sam walked up the corridor, his hands deep in the pockets of his jeans, humming thoughtfully. He had grown a huge amount since his arrival at the institute. Now standing at 6 foot 4 he was a little bit taller than Scott. His hair still blonde and his eyes the same electric blue, but his face has matured but still looked young for 19 years of age. His chin was faintly covered in stubble the same colour as his hair. He had lost the name Sammy through the years and just became Sam as he had gotten older.
"Sam!"
"Hey Kurt" he greeted as his friend appeared in front of him. He continued walking looking down at his friend.
"You have a room mate, her name is Kira and she got here about ten minutes ago".
"Cool" Sam said as they reached the room.
"Yes but there is something you have to know about her. She looks exactly like." Kurt stopped mid-sentenced as Sam opened the door and walked into the room.
"Hi, how ya doin'? I'm.." Sam rendered speechless as Kira turned around to look at him. He swallowed nervously taking a step back trying to finish his sentence. Kira frowned biting her lips looking behind him at Kurt. He smiled reassuringly grabbing hold of Sam's arm and pulling him out of the room, closing the door behind them.
"Oh my god!" Sam whispered.
"I tried to tell you."
"She looks just like, exactly like.she is identical to.."
"Yes I know! But don't say anything, she is a bit uneasy, you know how they are vhen they first arrive and ve don't vant to be scaring her off. Just keep it quite. Anyvay I am sure she saw it the minute Jean opened the door."
Sam nodded breathing out. He turned around and looked over his shoulder.
"Ok, I will show her around and I wont say anything."
"Good" Kurt said before disappearing in I puff of smoke. Sam sighed before pushing the door open and walking into the room. Kira was standing in front if the window looking out on to the court yard.
"Hi, sorry about that, I get shy meeting people."
Kira turned to look at him and nodded with a small smile.
"Me too". He smiled walking toward her.
"Any way my name is Sam and I guess we will be sharing a room, that is if you don't mind sharing with a guy." Kira smiled and shrugged.
"I think I can handle it."
"So has any one showed you around yet?" he asked and she shook her head. "Would you like me to?" She nodded and followed him out of the room.
*~*
"Professor, Kira Stone is here" Kurt said appearing inside Charles Xaviers office. The bald aging man sat behind his desk and looked up kindly to Kurt. He smiled.
"Ah yes, Miss Stone I am sure you have shown her to her room and introduced her to Sam?" he asked pushing his papers aside. Kurt nodded.
"Sam is showing her around. Professor, I can't help but notice how much of a resemblance she is to Jean."
Charles sighed. Could it be that after all these years the child, the destroyer had survived the past 15 years alone? Probably not alone, as Cerebro had said, she was living with parents. The distant memory of Jean's teenage pregnancy nothing but a forgotten myth to everyone. People had forced themselves to forget about it when the disappearance of Jean's baby got out. Jean remained isolated for weeks afterwards, not eating or taking. The only person she would talk to was Scott who got her to eat and prevented her from becoming ill. She grew painfully thin and sick at one point and was bedridden by Hank MaCoy. Now at 32 she was well and thought to have forgotten about it. To Charles it was suppressing the painful memory. Scott was the only thing that kept her alive and he feared that if Kira was who she seemed to be that it would drive Jean over the top.
"I know Kurt, I will be going into that matter."
"Professor," Kurt gave him a knowing look and he sighed.
*~*
"Jean?" Scott asked walking into the dark bedroom. He spotted her sitting on the window sill staring out at the setting sun. She did not look up as he entered the room closing the door behind him. He walked up and sat beside her placing a hand on her arm. She looked at him revealing a tear- streaked face. She leant into him placing her head on his shoulder as he wrapped his arms around her and hugging her tightly. He heard her sniff back tears and try to calm herself, her breaths muffled by the fabric of his shirt. He kissed her soft hair resting his head there, comfortingly rubbing her back.
"Whats the matter darling?" he whispered. He felt her shrug and he could tell she did not want to say. Scott searched through their link into her thoughts and listened as she told him telepathically.
*The new girl, Kira, she is not who she seems, I can't explain it but.* her voice trailed off and Scott frowned when he realized she had put up her mental barriers.
"I'm sorry sweety" she said pushing herself away from his slightly. He smiled at her reassuringly kissing her forehead.
*~*
"So how long have you been here?" Kira asked flipping her blonde, platted hair over her shoulder. Sam shrugged. He kicked the ground as they walked through the empty courtyard.
"About 15 years I guess. A long time"
"So what is your power?"
"I can project images into people's minds, make them see what I cant."
"Wow" Kira mouthed unable to prevent the look of surprise on her face. Sam smirked.
"What about you?"
"I'm not really sure. I hear things, people inside my head, thoughts that are not mine. When I touch people, I see things"
"What kinds of things?" he asked his voice full of interest. Kira shrugged putting her hands into the pockets of her jacket.
"Things. I don't know what they are, but I think it might be something to do with the people I touch."
"What makes you think that?"
"Because they are always in my head when I touch them."
"It sounds like something similar to Rogue." Sam said looked down at her. He led her in through the back door into the kitchen.
"I think you two would get on well. She is not here at the moment, she and Gambit are away for the weekend, but you two have something in common I guess. She can't touch people. When she does she absorbs mutants powers and human's life force. And if she geld on long enough she could kill them".
Kira swallowed following him into a large elevator.
"So were you adopted or anything?" Sam asked casually. Kira looked up at him and raised an eyebrow.
"No, not that my parents mentioned. Why?"
"Just wondering. I never knew my parents."
"I'm sorry."
"Its ok, I'm not really bummed about it really, it's been so long." The elevator doors opened revealing a clean metal hallway.
"Come on. I will introduce you to Logan" he said leading her down the hallway and through to a room full of machinery. Kira spotted a short man with blue hair standing with his back to them.
"Logan, I would like you to meet Kira, she arrived here this afternoon". She watched as her turned around to face them.
"Jeannie?" he whispered, his eyes wide with amazement.
"Kira" she corrected with a smile. Logan shook his head.
"Hi, how ya doin?" he asked smiling back looking at Sam who shrugged.
"Logan will be teaching you the real stuff, the fighting at defensive moves."
"Yup that's right. How are ya at throwing a punch kid?" he asked walking up to her. She looked down at him. Up close she appeared a few inches taller. She shrugged.
"I donno, never really threw a punch before." She said. Logan sighed shaking his head.
"Ok kid, meet me down here tomorrow morning and I will get you started." He said placing a hand on her shoulder. She nodded watching him walk away.
A/N: Sorry!! Sorry!! Sorry!! Sorry!! Sorry!! Sorry!! Sorry!! Sorry!! Sorry!! Sorry!! Sorry!! Sorry!! Sorry!! Sorry!! Sorry!! Sorry!! Sorry!! Sorry!! Sorry!! Sorry!! Sorry!! I know I missed up a bit, I am having trouble with this story as you have all probably guessed by now. Time has not been on my side lately. Year 11 GCSEs and stuff, but that is no excuse and I will fight the writers block and try!
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Next chapter soon!
A/N: I am soooooooooooooooooooooooo sorry!!!!! I went to Spain for two weeks and have been really busy. Sorry to any one who has been waiting. Happy reading! I have been having trouble finding inspiration and I still am having trouble!!
Princess Of Darkness
Chapter 3
Jean Grey threw herself down onto a large, brown leather sofa in the common room. Kicking off her heels she stretched out her long, thin legs across the cushions. She sighed sinking down into the comfortable, cool leather. Relived to finally have gotten through her afternoon classes she was ready to relax and fall asleep. Tugging her pencil skirt back down to her knees she shuffled lower resting her head on the arm of the sofa. Closing her eyes she drew a deep breath letting it out in a groan, her aching feet enjoying the feel of the cool air upon them. Just as she was about to fall asleep the sound of the doorbell echoed throughout the empty halls and rooms. Her eyes fluttered half-open listening for the sound of someone to open the front doors. She closed her eyes assured that some one would answer. When that failed to happen and another sound of knuckles drumming on the other side of the door beckoned her awake. Snapping her eyes open in annoyance she pushed herself to her feet and making her way into the foyer. She let her mind wonder to the person behind the doors. She raised an eyebrow discovering that it was someone she had never met before and who was a complete stranger, but some how she seemed to recognize it. Reaching the doors she grasped the handle and pulled the door open. They stood staring at each other for several minutes, looking one another up and down .
"Hi" The girl spoke first. Jean's eyes wondered to her face, pale, clear skin, dark green eyes, blonde hair tied in a loose plat down her back. She wore a pair of baggy tracksuit bottoms and a matching tank top. Hanging over her right shoulder was a rucksack and balanced on her left hip was a suitcase. "My name is Kira Stone, I'm supposed to be starting here today." Kira dropped the case to the floor and raised a hand out to Jean. She blinked a few times before grasping her hand over the young girls. She watched in question as Kira began to sake slightly, the pupils of her eyes becoming so large that they colour of her eyes disappeared completely. She looked down at their hands still in contact, Kira's knuckles were white from she tight grip. Jean frowned watching her for a moment, the grip on her hand tightening. Kira felt her eyes turning into the back of her head.
*When you get taken advantage of and come out of it knocked up ask me again!* *If you have this baby you will die in childbirth* *I dream about her* *Cateline Grey*
Images and phrases flew around her mind, crawling over her brain. Kira bit her tongue and clenched her eyes shut. Jean watched her, concern taking over and wrenched her hand away. She rubbed her fingers with her other hand watching Kira as she shook her head a couple of times and opened her eyes.
"Are you Ok?" Jean asked. Kira nodded looking down to the floor and picking up her bag. When she looked up Jean was looking at her with worry in her eyes.
"I am Ok. Thank you Miss." Kira trailed off. "Jean Grey, one of the professors here" Kira nodded, a smile coming to her lips. "Nice to meet you" she said surveying Jean's face. She had shinny red hair that was pulled back neatly into a bun, she had bright green eyes, looking at her from behind large eyelashes, which were covered in a light coat of black mascara. On her lips was a soft shade of red that had worn off during the day. She wore a black pencil skirt that stopped just above her knees, a white blouse was covering her top half and her feet where bare.
"Come in" Jean's voice interrupted her inspection. Kira jumped almost guiltily clutching at her case as she walked past the older woman. She stopped in the center of the foyer, dropping her bags and looking around in total awe. Jean closed the front door and walked to her side.
"If you leave your bags here, Kurt will take them to your room." Jean told her. Kira stared at her for a moment and Jean could feel the girls confidence wavering.
"Are you hungry?" she asked, her voice slightly shaking. Kira blinked a few times before shaking her head, a faint smile appeared on her lips. She followed Jean out of the foyer and into the large kitchen. She stood inside the door way watching Jean walk to the fridge.
"What would you like?" she asked giving her a side glance. Kira shrugged pushing herself away from the wall and stood by the fridge door. She leaned over and reached out an arm toward a can of coka-cola. Her arm brushed up Jean's for a moment and a shiver ran down her spine. She stood bolt up right and stiffened, her knuckles white as her grip tightened around the bottle. Jean raised an eyebrow as she lent back on the kitchen surface studying Kira's face.
"So what is you ability?" she asked in hope of bringing her out of her awkward moment. They were silent for a few seconds before Kira sighed flipping her hair over her shoulder and bringing the bottle to the table. Jean mentally grabbed a glass and Kira watched in amazement as it came gracefully floating toward her. The glass stopped its movement and hovered in front of her.
"It won't bite" Jean said trying to lighten the mood when she saw the look on Kira's face. Her frown as not hidden and she could feel how uncomfortable she was become. She watched Kira's shaky hand grip the glass and Jean released her grip allowing her to take it.
"It is obvious what your 'gift' is," Kira said with a wry smile pouring some coke into her glass.
"I know this is hard for you. I have been there."
Kira shrugged bringing the glass to her lips and taking a mouthful of coke. Finally she looked at Jean, her eyes were cold and emotionless.
"I don't know what you are talking about" she said after swallowing. Jean let out a sigh and using her TK made herself a drink, while Kira watched in awe.
"It's Ok, we don't have to talk about it if you don't want to" Jean told her sipping from her own glass. Kira nodded dropping her gaze. For a moment Jean's eyes narrowed and her face became hard. Kira tensed up holding her breath.
"Your stuff has been taken to you room" she said, her eyes looking behind her body. Kira followed Jean's eyes and looked over her shoulder. Her eyes widened and her breath caught in her throat. Her mouth dropped open and her glass fell out of her hand. Jean caught it with her TK and placed it beside her o the work surface.
"It's alright, Kira, I would like you to meet Kurt Wagnor. He is a teleporter" Kira looked back to Jean who was smiling and noted her drink was now beside the older woman. She swallowed and looked back to Kurt. He smiled at her, showing off his pointy, slightly yellow teeth.
"Guten tag" he said softly. She bit her lip and nodded.
"Kurt will take you to your room if you want."
Kira looked at Jean was had pushed herself off of the surface and was now walking over to the door way. She was unable to keep the fear from her breath. Her shaky exhales of oxygen made it clear to Kurt and he looked anxiously at Jean. she was casually lent up against the wall and offered him a smile and the nod of her head. Kurt slowly made his way forward and held out a hand. Kira stared down at his three, blue fingers for a moment before meeting his yellow eyes. Despite their odd colour, his gaze was soft and comforting. She held his gaze as she gripped his hand in hers.
"Guten Tag" she replied quietly. Kurt smiled at her lightly squeezing her palm before dropping his hand back to his side.
"Well if you tow will excuse me I need to go and finish some paper work. Kurt smiled at Jean watching her disappear down the hall way.
"Vould you like to see your room?" Kurt asked, his voice dripping with a Dutch or German accent, Kira couldn't tell which. She nodded. Kurt brought his hand and gently held her arm. She raised an eyebrow and dropped her gaze to their contact. She was thankful for the fabric of her jacket preventing skin contact and sighed. She looked back to his face. He was smiling and suddenly everything went black. Kira felt her stomach flop and turn upside down and the sudden feeling of motion sickness took over her. She squeezed her eye tightly shut holding her breath.
"Ve are here" Kurts voice made her ears twitch. She opened her eyes to see him standing in front of her. They were in the middle of a hall way with closed doors left and right. Kurt pointed a large finger to the door behind her, which stood ajar. She walked through the door way and stared around the room. In front of her were a pair of twin beds, two bedside tables, two wardrobes and an attached bathroom.
"Ve are short of space at the moment so the professor has put you in with Sam. He is really nice, you will like him."
Kira nodded. Even though Kurt was talking to her she could feel his unbreakable stare upon her face and she couldn't help but feel uncomfortable under his yellow eyes.
"Have I seen you somewhere before?" he asked. She shook her head thinking that she would have remembered seeing him some where before.
"You remind me of some one I know. Its freaky". Kira frowned. "No, no not like that, in a good way. I am sorry I tend to talk before I think."
"It's ok. So how long have you been here?" she asked walking through the room and throwing herself down onto one of the beds.
"Ever since I was 14, so quite a while." Kira smiled.
"Do you always look like that?" she asked, "Not meaning to be rude". Kurt shrugged.
"Naturally yes, but as you know humans have a tendency to over look things so the professor has given me this." He said raising his wrist and displaying a watch. Kira watched as Kurt pressed a button and his body became fuzzy for a second before looking like a human.
"This is how I go out in public". Kira nodded walking up to him.
"That's amazing" she whispered. Kurt nodded.
"But it does not prevent people from feeling my fur so." he trailed off. Kira shrugged touching his hand.
"I think its cool" she said with a faint smile on her lips. Suddenly the faint sound of humming came from out side the room. Kurt turned to look out the room.
"Sam is here. I will be right back." He said before disappearing leaving behind a cloud of smoke.
Sam walked up the corridor, his hands deep in the pockets of his jeans, humming thoughtfully. He had grown a huge amount since his arrival at the institute. Now standing at 6 foot 4 he was a little bit taller than Scott. His hair still blonde and his eyes the same electric blue, but his face has matured but still looked young for 19 years of age. His chin was faintly covered in stubble the same colour as his hair. He had lost the name Sammy through the years and just became Sam as he had gotten older.
"Sam!"
"Hey Kurt" he greeted as his friend appeared in front of him. He continued walking looking down at his friend.
"You have a room mate, her name is Kira and she got here about ten minutes ago".
"Cool" Sam said as they reached the room.
"Yes but there is something you have to know about her. She looks exactly like." Kurt stopped mid-sentenced as Sam opened the door and walked into the room.
"Hi, how ya doin'? I'm.." Sam rendered speechless as Kira turned around to look at him. He swallowed nervously taking a step back trying to finish his sentence. Kira frowned biting her lips looking behind him at Kurt. He smiled reassuringly grabbing hold of Sam's arm and pulling him out of the room, closing the door behind them.
"Oh my god!" Sam whispered.
"I tried to tell you."
"She looks just like, exactly like.she is identical to.."
"Yes I know! But don't say anything, she is a bit uneasy, you know how they are vhen they first arrive and ve don't vant to be scaring her off. Just keep it quite. Anyvay I am sure she saw it the minute Jean opened the door."
Sam nodded breathing out. He turned around and looked over his shoulder.
"Ok, I will show her around and I wont say anything."
"Good" Kurt said before disappearing in I puff of smoke. Sam sighed before pushing the door open and walking into the room. Kira was standing in front if the window looking out on to the court yard.
"Hi, sorry about that, I get shy meeting people."
Kira turned to look at him and nodded with a small smile.
"Me too". He smiled walking toward her.
"Any way my name is Sam and I guess we will be sharing a room, that is if you don't mind sharing with a guy." Kira smiled and shrugged.
"I think I can handle it."
"So has any one showed you around yet?" he asked and she shook her head. "Would you like me to?" She nodded and followed him out of the room.
*~*
"Professor, Kira Stone is here" Kurt said appearing inside Charles Xaviers office. The bald aging man sat behind his desk and looked up kindly to Kurt. He smiled.
"Ah yes, Miss Stone I am sure you have shown her to her room and introduced her to Sam?" he asked pushing his papers aside. Kurt nodded.
"Sam is showing her around. Professor, I can't help but notice how much of a resemblance she is to Jean."
Charles sighed. Could it be that after all these years the child, the destroyer had survived the past 15 years alone? Probably not alone, as Cerebro had said, she was living with parents. The distant memory of Jean's teenage pregnancy nothing but a forgotten myth to everyone. People had forced themselves to forget about it when the disappearance of Jean's baby got out. Jean remained isolated for weeks afterwards, not eating or taking. The only person she would talk to was Scott who got her to eat and prevented her from becoming ill. She grew painfully thin and sick at one point and was bedridden by Hank MaCoy. Now at 32 she was well and thought to have forgotten about it. To Charles it was suppressing the painful memory. Scott was the only thing that kept her alive and he feared that if Kira was who she seemed to be that it would drive Jean over the top.
"I know Kurt, I will be going into that matter."
"Professor," Kurt gave him a knowing look and he sighed.
*~*
"Jean?" Scott asked walking into the dark bedroom. He spotted her sitting on the window sill staring out at the setting sun. She did not look up as he entered the room closing the door behind him. He walked up and sat beside her placing a hand on her arm. She looked at him revealing a tear- streaked face. She leant into him placing her head on his shoulder as he wrapped his arms around her and hugging her tightly. He heard her sniff back tears and try to calm herself, her breaths muffled by the fabric of his shirt. He kissed her soft hair resting his head there, comfortingly rubbing her back.
"Whats the matter darling?" he whispered. He felt her shrug and he could tell she did not want to say. Scott searched through their link into her thoughts and listened as she told him telepathically.
*The new girl, Kira, she is not who she seems, I can't explain it but.* her voice trailed off and Scott frowned when he realized she had put up her mental barriers.
"I'm sorry sweety" she said pushing herself away from his slightly. He smiled at her reassuringly kissing her forehead.
*~*
"So how long have you been here?" Kira asked flipping her blonde, platted hair over her shoulder. Sam shrugged. He kicked the ground as they walked through the empty courtyard.
"About 15 years I guess. A long time"
"So what is your power?"
"I can project images into people's minds, make them see what I cant."
"Wow" Kira mouthed unable to prevent the look of surprise on her face. Sam smirked.
"What about you?"
"I'm not really sure. I hear things, people inside my head, thoughts that are not mine. When I touch people, I see things"
"What kinds of things?" he asked his voice full of interest. Kira shrugged putting her hands into the pockets of her jacket.
"Things. I don't know what they are, but I think it might be something to do with the people I touch."
"What makes you think that?"
"Because they are always in my head when I touch them."
"It sounds like something similar to Rogue." Sam said looked down at her. He led her in through the back door into the kitchen.
"I think you two would get on well. She is not here at the moment, she and Gambit are away for the weekend, but you two have something in common I guess. She can't touch people. When she does she absorbs mutants powers and human's life force. And if she geld on long enough she could kill them".
Kira swallowed following him into a large elevator.
"So were you adopted or anything?" Sam asked casually. Kira looked up at him and raised an eyebrow.
"No, not that my parents mentioned. Why?"
"Just wondering. I never knew my parents."
"I'm sorry."
"Its ok, I'm not really bummed about it really, it's been so long." The elevator doors opened revealing a clean metal hallway.
"Come on. I will introduce you to Logan" he said leading her down the hallway and through to a room full of machinery. Kira spotted a short man with blue hair standing with his back to them.
"Logan, I would like you to meet Kira, she arrived here this afternoon". She watched as her turned around to face them.
"Jeannie?" he whispered, his eyes wide with amazement.
"Kira" she corrected with a smile. Logan shook his head.
"Hi, how ya doin?" he asked smiling back looking at Sam who shrugged.
"Logan will be teaching you the real stuff, the fighting at defensive moves."
"Yup that's right. How are ya at throwing a punch kid?" he asked walking up to her. She looked down at him. Up close she appeared a few inches taller. She shrugged.
"I donno, never really threw a punch before." She said. Logan sighed shaking his head.
"Ok kid, meet me down here tomorrow morning and I will get you started." He said placing a hand on her shoulder. She nodded watching him walk away.
A/N: Sorry!! Sorry!! Sorry!! Sorry!! Sorry!! Sorry!! Sorry!! Sorry!! Sorry!! Sorry!! Sorry!! Sorry!! Sorry!! Sorry!! Sorry!! Sorry!! Sorry!! Sorry!! Sorry!! Sorry!! Sorry!! I know I missed up a bit, I am having trouble with this story as you have all probably guessed by now. Time has not been on my side lately. Year 11 GCSEs and stuff, but that is no excuse and I will fight the writers block and try!
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