Author's Note: Okay, first things first, I've decided to cut out the mini-bio. I'll be posting miniature bios of all of the warriors on my profile page, you can go and take a look there if you want to know more about them, but they'll probably be shorter than the bio in the first chapter.
Disclaimer: Because I forgot to do this in the first chapter I'll do it now. I don't own the X-Men. However the Warriors are completely original characters of mine, and I do claim ownership over them, so don't go using them without my permission! Ha! But in all honesty, if you ask, I'll probably say yes.
And now to answer some of your questions:
Mark C: Yes, the warriors will be attending high school with the X-Men. Or at least most of them will be. And yes, you can bet your life that I'll be bringing in the Brotherhood and Magneto, although probably not right away.
MJ: For Rogue's future relationships with members of the Warriors I can't give anything away. But if her and Nathan are to get together it's going to take a lot of emotional work on Nathan's part, because he had a lot of baggage. And I do mean a lot. He's sworn off emotion, and has basically sworn to never love again. Plus, say if Rogue were to touch someone she liked, she'd absorb his memories and abilities. But for Nathan it's a little more permanent, the person he touches, dies. Oh, and I apologize for going off of Rogue's character a bit, but it was necessary to bring the characters in and actually have the story, I tried not to do it too much, and I think you'll find that with this next chapter, everyone being back, and the 'Christmas high' being over, she's back to her goth-like, anti-social self.
And special thanks to Tsugath, mattb3671, and Ranndie Mazda.
Chapter 2: Meet the Roommates
"Professor?" Came Scott's voice as the door to Xavier's office opened somewhat slowly.
"Yes Scott, what can I do for you?" Charles Xavier asked as he looked up from behind his desk.
"You said you wanted me to tell you when Michael got here, well... he and Rebecca just arrived." Scott answered.
"Thank you Scott. I'll be right out." The professor said with a nod.
It wasn't until a few minutes later that the professor emerged from his office and came to the front entrance hall to greet Michael. "Welcome." He said with a smile as his wheelchair moved closer. "To Xavier's Institute for gifted children."
"It's nice to meet you sir. Scott and Rogue tell me that we have... similar abilities." Mike said with a faint smile to the old man.
"Yes, and I had wanted to talk to you about that. You see a few years ago I found someone just like you, a telepath, but they were unable to control their powers just like you are, if it's okay with you, I'd like them to spend some time with you, teaching you how to control your telepathy." Xavier said politely and seriously.
"Seriously? Okay. I'll try it. I've tried controlling it before... but nothing's ever really worked for me." Mike said somewhat withdrawn about the idea.
"Well we shall see, your 'tutor' won't get back until tomorrow. You can meet with her then, and see what you can do." Xavier answered. "As for now, Scott will show you to your room, and show you around a bit."
"Okay." Mike said nodding, his stuff had already been taken in and too his room, it had arrived with all the others. He noticed that the only one's in the entrance hall were Rogue, Scott, the Professor and Rebecca. Rebecca was one of the warriors, the one that had driven him here, she was slightly older than the rest of them, nineteen, the same age as James.
"Um... I don't mean to interrupt or be rude or anything, but do any of you know where James is?" Rebecca asked curiously.
"Ah think Ah saw him having a snowball fight with a few of the other guys out back, I can take ya there after Ah show you your room if ya want." Rogue answered.
"Yeah. Sure." Rebecca said.
Both Mike and Rebecca went to their rooms, Mike following Scott, and Rebecca following Rogue. Mike was surprised at how nice the place was for the most part he ignored the invading thoughts of others, and just looked around. The only voice he could really hear in his head was Scott's, and Scott was just wondering when this girl 'Jean Grey' would be getting back tomorrow.
"And this is your room." Scott said as he stopped in the hall and pointed to one of the doors. He opened it up and flicked on the lights to reveal a single bedroom and a nice one at that. It had a small balcony off of it, almost like a porch, and there was a nice bookcase at the one end of it, which was empty.
Mike walked in and took his look around, his suitcases were on his bed, and he filed through them and opened one up. Scott was actually amazed when the suitcase that Mike opened was filled with nothing but books. Some were blank paged hard cover books, like journals almost, others were notebooks, and others were just books with titles that made Scott think of Beast.
"You like to read huh?" Scott asked as Mike fished through a few of the books and pulled out a hard cover book, that was a decent size, but had blank pages for Mike to fill in.
"And write." Mike added with a nod. "Not much else for a kid like me to do."
"What do you mean a kid like you?"
"Well it's not like I can just up and go out to the nearest party." Mike said sarcastically. "A kid like me meaning the five foot fourteen year old with the mutant ability to constantly hear the thoughts running through other peoples minds."
"I guess that's got to be a little tough. But don't worry; I'm sure the professor can help you with that. I mean who better to help you with your telepathic abilities than the most powerful telepath in the world?" Scott asked with a slight smile.
"You really think he's that powerful?" Mike asked as he walked back towards the door, his book still resting in his hand.
"Yeah." Scott said as he turned off the light and the two of them walked out and down the hall again.
MEANWHILE
"Your butt is mine!!!!!" Screamed Will as James hit him with a colossal sized snowball, right in the head.
James laughed as he ducked down and gathered up a bit more snow. Meanwhile Jessica was out in a gymnast like outfit, flexible pants, with a nice shirt, but a lot of her skin, or fur if you prefer, was exposed. She jumped into the trees that lined the yard and stayed high up in the branches, her tail swaying back and forth, trying her best to avoid the boys that were below her sending snowballs in every which way.
"Hey no powers!" Chris shouted as John launched his own snowballs back at him while they were still in mid-air.
"Who made that rule?" Joe asked as he launched a snowball at James, but missed.
"I thought that was always the rule." Chris said as he gathered up another snowball to throw at John.
"Well in central park yeah, but here we can use our powers and no one can see us." John reminded. "So I say go ahead and use them."
"Fine." Chris said with a smirk. "Then give me a minute." Chris ran into the trees not to far away to shield him from any flying snowballs, and unclipped a piece of the jacket behind him.
"Oh come on." Will said as he launched a snowball at James but missed. "Everybody get Ja-!" He would've continued but he was cut off by another snowball hitting him directly in the chest and knocking him down. "OW! James man, yours really pack a punch." He said getting back up.
Chris gave a yell as he fell to his knees and two large membranes came out of the opened holes in his coat. They formed somewhat quickly, but painfully for Chris, and soon formed two huge bat-like wings, a twenty-foot wingspan. He stood up with a smile on his face; with two snowballs in hand he jumped into the air and took of flying. "Aerial assault!!!" He cried as he swooped down and launched his two snowballs directly at James.
James ducked and tried to jump out of the way to avoid the snowballs, but he failed, he was hit in the back and in the leg. He laughed as he gathered up another monstrous snowball to throw at Chris this time when suddenly a tiny little snowball hit him right in the face. "Hey!" He said looking up. "Oh, it's you." He said with a smile as his eyes met with Rebecca's. She came up and gave him a small quick kiss.
"Well hello to you too." She said with a smile. "Is this an all boys thing? Or can a girl play to?" She asked with an even bigger smile.
MEANWHILE
"What are they doing?"
"Being boys."
"Hey, where'd Chris go?"
"He's up there."
"He looks kind of evil with those wings out when you can't really see him.""Yeah kind of. I can see why he picked the code name 'Dragon'."
"So then why'd you pick the code name Raven?"
"I like that name." Grace, also known as Raven, replied with a coy smile.
Grace, Elise, Megan, and Danielle were looking out the window of the living room area, watching the boys and now Rebecca play in their snowball fight.
"What time is it anyway?" Elise asked now realizing that it was definitely getting late.
"How can they even see to play in the snow? I mean it's seriously dark out there." Megan asked rhetorically as Elise walked away from the window, trying to find a clock.
"What's the matter, tired of watching your boyfriend get his butt kicked?" Danielle asked teasingly.
Elise smiled. "Will isn't getting his butt kicked, it's Joe that's getting creamed."
"He's not doing that badly." Grace countered.
"What are you all looking at?" Scott asked them as he and Mike came into the living room.
"We're watching Rebecca kick the butts of all the guys in a snowball fight." Elise said with a giggle.
"How can you tell who's winning?" He asked as he came up to the window.
"She hasn't been hit once." Megan said with a slight smile as Scott stood next to her.
"Oh. Well I'm showing Mike here a round the institute." He said turning to look at Mike. "As you can see, this is the living room, T.V. is over there, and we pretty much just hang here." He said with a shrug. "Come on I'll show you the library." Scott said as he headed towards the door.
"There's a library?" Mike asked with interest as he followed.
"Yeah. And I think Mr. McCoy and the Professor are in there too, which means you'll get to meet Hank. He's a member of the faculty here, you might have some training courses with him, or some tutoring if you need it." He said with a slight mile.
"Cool." Mike said with a nod. "So what are the other kids here like?" He asked as they walked. "I mean, this place is going to seem pretty crowded, especially for someone like me. Do you think it'll be a problem?"
"I don't think so. The others will respect that you're not into being around people a lot, at least until you learn how to control your abilities. Though a few of the younger ones might ask you what it was like living in New York City."
"I see." Mike said with a nod, but he hoped that if any of the kids wanted to know what NYC was like they'd ask one of the others.
"And this is it." Scott said opened a large wooden door at the end of the hall. "This is the library." He said walking into it.
Mike looked up and around, the fireplace was a nice touch, but he hardly even saw it. His eyes were instantly glued to the books, reading the various titles. "Wow... Um... Is this the end of the tour?"
"Yeah. Oh, Mr. McCoy, meet Michael Young. He's the one that introduced us to the warriors back in New York City." Scott said seeing Hank in the chair by the fireplace.
"It's nice to meet you." Hank said getting up and offering a hand.
Mike snapped out of his daydream-like gaze at shelf after shelf of books and turned to look at Mr. McCoy as he offered his hand. "It's nice to meet you." He said shaking it. "And uh... forgive me for answering your thoughts, but we're not reacting to your appearance because we've all kind of gotten use to mutants who don't look normal. All of us have met and spent time with Jessica and another mutant named Michael who looks like a giant tree."
Beast fell silent for a bit and just nodded. "It seems that we have another telepath in our midst."
"Sorry, it's just that I can't control it, and it seemed like a question worth answering." Mike apologized again. He turned and looked at Scott. "Um... I've been looking through the library, and I noticed that the books were arranged by author, correct?" He asked looking back at the bookshelves.
"Uh... Yeah." Scott answered.
"Well... Do you think it would be possible to get a copy of Macbeth?" He asked looking back to Scott. "I noticed it's the only piece of Shakespeare's well known works that you don't have."
"Oh, we have it." Beast said with a nod. "I was just reading it over by the fireplace."
"Oh good. I have a copy of it myself, but I do enjoy reading a different version of it every now and then." Mike said as he came back to stand with Beast and Scott.
"I'm surprised to find you so cultured at such a young age, much more surprised to find you a fan of Shakespeare." Beast said with a brow slightly raised.
Mike smiled. "Well, I can't claim that he's my favorite author, but I do enjoy his works, and his play Macbeth is my favorite play." Mike said. "And as for my age... well, I read, it's what I do. I've done it since I learned how. Even before my mutation manifested, and I'm not really that young, I'm fourteen."
"Really? You look to be much younger." Beast said noting the boy's height and young-looking, boyish face.
"I know, but I'm fourteen. Take a guess, how old do you think I look, twelve? Thirteen?"
"I was going to say ten." Beast answered honestly.
"That's a popular one recently." Mike said with a smile. "Don't worry, you're not the first person in the world to mistake me to be younger than I am. I've always guessed that maybe it's a side effect of my mutation. Maybe some how I age slower than normal. But I've got no way to really prove that, and it was just a day dream, so I think the mutation of telepathy is enough for me."
"Indeed." Beast said with a nod. "Tell me, if Shakespeare isn't your favorite author, who is?"
Mike laughed. "Oh, I find it so hard to choose some times. I mean, how can one pick a favorite star in the sky if he has not yet seen them all?"
"Well said." Beast smiled.
"But I suppose if I had to pick one... I think it would have to Edgar Allen Poe, maybe T.S. Elliot, but I think Poe would pull slightly a head." Mike shrugged. "What about you?"
"For me, I tend to enjoy Shakespeare more than other works of writing." Beast answered with a nod.
"Scott, if it's okay and all, I'm going to stay in here a while. Thanks for showing me around." Mike said with a nod to him.
"You're welcome. I'll be in the kitchen if you need me. Oh, and it might not be a good idea to stay up too much longer, the regular students will be arriving tomorrow morning, and I'm sure that the professor will want you to meet with them."
"Sure thing. I'll go to bed in a minute I'm pretty tired from the trip here. But first I want to just browse the shelves." Mike answered.
Scott nodded and with a brief goodbye left the library. Beast returned to his seat by the fireplace, and Mike stood in awe browsing the shelves before him.
Coming soon... Chapter 3: Meet the Roommates II
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