Who You Pretend To Be
Chapter 12: Devising A Plan.
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: If I said I owned them, I lied
Author's Note: I know their short chapters, so think of them as separate thoughts. And, hay, at least there's more of this story.
-X-
"All Mutants must report to their local Library where your name, age, address, phone number, and mutation will be recorded, and your wrist band's will be distributed." The man on the television said. The message had come on just after the Senate had broadcasted their decision. The teachers could hear the commotion from out in the hall way.
Then, all of the students stormed (A/N: No pun intended) into the Professor's office.
"What's gonna happen now!" One of them yelled.
"Are we really gonna go get registered!" Another one asked.
"You're not seriously gonna make us do this!" Some one shouted from the back.
But, they could barely be heard over all of the talking and questioning that everyone else was doing.
"Hay!" Shannon bellowed. They all quieted down. "We have absolutely no idea what we're gonna do next. I want all of you to go back to your rooms, and wait until we call a meeting." She said, more softly. The kids slowly disbanded and went up to their rooms. Shannon sat back down on the couch.
"I feel sorry for Griffon if he ever talks back to you." Scott whispered. Shannon smiled back.
"Professor, are we really going to take them? Are we really going to do this?" Storm asked.
"We've spent years telling these kids that their safe here. That's the only reason all those new kids came here this past month." Scott reminded them all.
"I hate to say this, but I agree with Shades." Logan said from the corner.
"These kids have spent all this time thinkin that this place is a safe- haven, not to mention being taught to use their power's for good."
"If we force them to do this," Shannon spoke up, "It could back fire. They could end up using their gifts in a destructive manner. "
The Professor thought for a long while, then slowly nodded his head in agreeance. "If those who don't have enough control of their gifts loose what little control they have, the results could be catastrophic. I think they best plan is to get them away from the mansion."
"But where would we take them? This whole thing is Nation Wide." Storm said. Shannon had a thought. "Nation Wide. But, not world wide. At least not yet." She looked a Xavior.
"Professor, didn't you once tell me that you have a safe house in Europe somewhere?"
"Yes, in Italy."
"Maybe our best bet is to get them all there." Logan said.
"But how?" Shannon asked, seeing the flaw in her own plan. "We can't exactly take a-hundred-and-eighty kids on a local plan to Italy. It'd be to suspicious."
"Well," Scott said, looking around the room.
"We do have our own jet."
-X-
"Shannon, I don't like this idea." Patty told her.
"I know, but I can't put Griffon in the middle of all this. If something happens and we get caught, or what if the mansion is invaded, he would be so scared. And do you really think that they'll let me keep him is one of those things happens?" Patty slowly shook her head.
"Where are you all going?"
"I can't tell you that. I can't run the risk of you telling the government."
"I would never-"
"It's not you I'm worried about. It's their persuasive techniques of getting people to confess." Shannon set Griffon's bag on the table and pulled out his sipey cup and put it in the fridge.
"You really think that they'll come for you?" Patty asked.
"From what Scott tells me, the government already knows about the school. When an entire house of kids, on their radar I might add, fails to come in for registration, their gonna figure out that somethings going on." She hugged her mother.
"Thank you. For everything." She then picked up Griffon and kissed him on the crown of his head. "Listen, babe. Mommy has to go away for awhile." His head jerked towards hers. "But I'll be back, I promise." She kissed him again, then handed him to Patty.
Or tried. Griffon refused to let go of her shirt. Patty finally pried him off, and he began to cry. Patty knew what Shannon was thinking. "Just go, we'll be fine." With tears filling her own eye's, Shannon went out the front door, and out to the car, where Scott was waiting. He had already and had gone outside to give Shannon some tim.
The two drove back to the mansion, in silence, his right hand intwined with her left. They were going to stay at the mansion with the kids while as many others as could fit went over to Italy with Storm, and were watched over by the Professor and Logan once they got to Italy.
But those planes would quickly changed.