1X-T

By: Luna09

Chapter 6

X-T laid alone in a metal dumpster in an ally. She had failed. She had never failed, yet alone be this scared in her entire. Even more scared than in the office. She knew Magneto was searching for her.

"Calm down, X-T. You'll be alright. So what if a mad man that can kill ya in less than a second is after you," X-T said sitting up. She readjusted herself, putting her knees to her chest to save body heat to keep her warm. Snow lightly fell onto the ground and into the dumpster. X-T sighed and closed her eyes.

"Well, you lived a good life. No, wait, you didn't," X-T said, laughing weakly to herself. All of the sudden, she felt warmth. She looked up and saw a boy with about chin length black hair, brown eyes and was about three years older than her. It was Kyle. He smiled as his hands glowed a reddish era that indicated he was producing off heat.

"I though I'd find you, X-T, but I would never had guessed you'd be in a dump like this," Kyle said with a charming smile.

Logan and X23 walked beside each other back to the institute, not saying a word. Both of them were pretty much mad that X-T got away so easily. But they wondered how they got lured into her trap.

"Where were you all this time anyway?" Logan said looking at X23.

"After the HYDRA aircraft was destroyed, I noticed less people wanted my head placed above their fireplace mantles. I soon discovered that I'm now last years model. X-T is believed to be the most valuable weapon possible and it's hardly impossible to get a hold of her without having some cash in your pocket," X23 said with a grunt, "It makes me wonder what so special about her. We are all practically the same, but nobody's after us," Logan realized something he should have realized the first time it happened; the girl's eyes.

"Do you remember before te girl would attack, her pupils became narrow?"

"Yeah, what does that have to do with anything?"

"I think our little friend here was cloned with another DNA besides mine,"

"You mean, she was cloned with someone else and your's DNA all put together in one big pot?"

"That's exactly what I mean. And there is only one man that is as aggressive as me," Logan glared his teeth as he growled, "Sabertooth,"

"X-T couldn't believe her eyes. She knew the boy wouldn't live. She watched his dad's office blow up with him in it. She kept telling herself that it was just a mirage from loss of food or something.

"Well, are you gonna get out of that dumpster or what?" Kyle said giving out his hand. X-T looked up at him for a good moment, but turned away, her right upper lip turned and her teeth glaring.

"I don't need your help," X-T said glaring up at Kyle.

"What the heck is your problem? I'm tryin' to help you, but you're over here growling at me. I'm sure I didn't do anything to be treated like this,"

"I'm sorry, but this is how your father taught me to be. Independent, let nobody in and nobody help you,"

"Do you see my father anywhere? Oh, that's right, you blew him up! But you don't seem to care, do you? That's right, it's your job to not care for others. You're too tough to care for other people. Why do I even bother..."

"How'd you even survive that explosion in the first place?"

"Let's just say all those years of being on the track team finally paid off," Kyle stepped away from the dumpster, X-T suddenly becoming cold again. X-T sighed.

"Look... I'm sorry... My temper seems to blind me a bit-"

"A bit? You almost killed everyone in that office building!"

"Well, what was I supposed to do? Let him choke me? Let him get his way? Let him use me again?" X-T growled. Kyle started to then walk away.

"Hey, where are you goin'!" X-T yelled from the dumpster.

"There's a hotel down I rented a room in. If you want, you can stay the night with me in there instead of sleeping in that dumpster,"

"I'll stick with the dumpster, thank you,"

"Suit yourself, you redneck," Kyle said as he walked away. X-T thought and though. She sighed, jumped out of the dumpster, and ran after Kyle.

"Hey! Nobody calls me a redneck and gets away with it!" X-T yelled.

The door to Professor Xavier's study opened slowly and in walked Roxie.

"Professor Xavier? Is everything ok? I could hear smashing down the hallway," Roxie said walking in. She saw all the class and broken furniture scattered about in the study. Roxie's eyes widened.

"What happened here?" She said, walking over to Xavier, lifting him up, and sitting him into his wheelchair.

"Let's just say we had ourselves a little visitor," Xavier said, adjusting himself in his wheelchair seat, "Now, I need to search for this girl. Would you like to come with me?"

"Me? Come with you into Cerebro? You bet!" Roxie said. The two of them walked out the study and down the hallway to the elevator.

X-T and Kyle walked into the lobby of the Plaza hotel. X-T stayed close behind Kyle, her being shifty eyed from all the bellhops and guest. They walked up to the desk where a man with a blue tux stood with a smile.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Newfoundland. I see you have picked up your cousin, um. Pardon, but what your name again, ma'am?" The man said. Before X-T could say anything, Kyle held her back with his arm.

"Her name is Laura, Mr. Smith," Kyle said, looking at X-T from the corner of his eye. X-T stared at him blankly, but then understood what he was indicated and nodded her head with a winced.

"And, well, you smell of a, um, fine odor,"

"Why I outta-"

"Calm down, Laura! He was just, um, commenting on your... very expensive French... uh... olive perfume. Yeah, that's right," Kyle said holding back X-T while quickly thinking of what to say, "Well, thank you, Mr. Smith. We both shall be heading up to our room," Kyle winced a smile. He grabbed X-T by the shoulders and they both quickly ran to an elevator. They quickly stepped inside the empty elevator and shut the doors so that nobody could enter in.

"Well, I saved your skin from going to jail," Kyle said leaning on the elevator wall.

"Ya know, you could have said specifically which hotel we were going to. If I'd known that we were going to the frickin' Plaza, I would have stayed somewhere else. Now, you put me in a fancy hotel where I can get ticked at everyone," X-T said folding her arms, "I hate you,"

"And I don't really care. If you step outta line, I'll will seriously pound your butt six feet under,"

"And how are you gonna do that?"

"I'm as equally trained in martial arts as you are. I know every move you know. Now, we can make this work if you just play along and pretend to be my cousin, what was it... Oh, Laura. If someone says something on how you look, smell, act, whatever, just tell them it's the latest trend in France,"

"Is that why you thought of the very expensive French olive perfume?"

"What else would I call it, very expensive Ohioan olive perfume?"