Chapter 2

After school let out, Kitty waited outside the front doors, hoping to see Peter one more time before she left. "Come on Kit, got to get back to the mansion." Scott yelled as he stood next to his red shiny car. Kitty still didn't move, she waited a little bit longer, but when Peter didn't show she hopped into the car with her other friends.

"So you see professor, he's new around here and misses his family, but he doesn't write or call. I thought if I brought him over here then I could help him." Kitty said, giving her best case before the head teacher, Professor Charles Xavier, the world's greatest telepath.

"Well Kitty, you make a great claim. I don't see why this young Mr. Rasputin can't come over," he sat behind his desk in his motorized wheelchair. "It can teach the younger students to respect other cultures. Especially with a country that was once our enemies."

"Thank you professor, I'll go--" she stopped in her sentence and smiled a little embarrassed. "Forgot, his phone isn't working. I'll tell him when he calls." She stood up and walked toward the door, "Thanks again professor."

"Your welcome Kitty." He said when she closed the door behind her.

After Kitty's talk with the professor, she forgot all about Peter having to call her. Her mind was put at rest because Logan gathered all of the intermediate students down to the Danger Room for a training session.

"Alright you kids. Chuck informed me that Magneto has associated himself with a band of new mutants. They're called the Acolytes. What you have faced with the Brotherhood will be nothing compared to these guys." Logan walked up and down the line of students who were awaiting their instructions. "My job now is to toughen you up, there ain't gonna be no more B Level training. You're all moving up to D Level, my level and you will train for three hours a day, weekdays and weekends," the teens all groaned, especially Kitty.

"Now since that is all I have to say--"

"What do these Acolytes look like?" Jean asked, hoping to get a picture in her mind.

Logan grunted, cleared his throat and said, "We haven't exactly found their identities yet so that means you all need to be careful with who you speak to and who you hang around with, that's clear for all of you, got me." Logan raised his brow in a menacing way. "Got me?"

"Yes sir," they all said in unison.

"Then lets begin." He walked away and went up to the control room, and started the D Level training mode.

Three hours later the kids were finally released from their first day's training. Sore and tired from their heads to their toes, everyone could barely be able to lift their own arms.

"What a day," Kitty sat down on her bed, right when her phone rang. "Hello?"

"Is Katya there?"

"This is her. Hey Peter," she guessed straight away.

"I called to ask if you were--if you were busy next Saturday?" There was a nervousness in his voice that made her sympathetic toward him.

"Yeah . . . I mean no, I'm not busy." Peter let out a deep sigh of relief. "Oh, also I was wondering if you could come over tomorrow, say, we can walk home together after school?"

"After school? I-I would be happy to," he finally spitted it out. "I have to go now. I talk to you tomorrow then, yes?"

"Yeah, we can talk tomorrow. Bye Peter."

"Goodnight Katya." Their two phones hung up.

Somewhere in the high mountains, where Peter stayed at, an old man in dark burgundy robes stood before him. "Did you do it Peter?"

Peter cracked his knuckles into a fist. "Yes, I did," he confirmed angrily.

"Good."

***

The very next day when school was over, Kitty waited outside the building. "Kitty come on." Scott called.

"You guys go on ahead, I'm gonna walk home with Peter." Scott walked up to her on the steps, and bent low to speak with her.

"Be careful though, remember what Logan said, alright." Kitty rolled her eyes at him like he was her father. Scott got back in his car and drove up the road.

It wasn't a long wait for Kitty, Peter came out just as Scott got within a block away. "You ready to go?" Peter asked and offered to carry her bag.

''Yeah, thanks." She handed him her heavy backpack and they started walking toward the mansion.

Peter seemed a little bit unease when they were walking together. Was it because he thought she wanted to be alone with him and nobody around to protect her from this older, very much stronger guy? Or was it because of something else?

"Let's take the short cut up here," Kitty suggested, and pulled his left arm her way. Peter tagged behind her, sticking very close.

"Do you normally take this path." Peter stood by her as they walked. She didn't say anything, but thought how it probably would have been better off to take the longer way up to the Xavier Mansion.

There was some rustling in the bushes as out jumped a small black cat. Curious, she thought. "Don't worry, its just a little cat Peter. Come on." Kitty pulled him along further.

"Hey there sweet thang," Todd Tolanski hopped out of nowhere right in front of the two of them, as well as with the other Brotherhood boys: Lance Alvers, Fred Dukes, and Pietro Maximoff. "Hey, don't I know you?" Todd pointed his finger at Peter. "Aren't you--"

"What do you want, Todd?" Kitty stood up to him. Peter was quite surprised by her bravery.

"What's the matter, the cat lost her way?" Lance hit Todd upside the head.

"Go jump in a swamp Toad," Lance walked over to Kitty, pushing Todd out of the way. Peter stepped in front of Kitty, expecting to act as her rescuer, but she was no damsel in distress.

"I have to get home Lance, what do you and your goons want?"

He stepped up to Kitty. "You shouldn't be around this guy. He's bad news."

"Are you . . .? You're jealous," Peter looked at her, astonished. "We're over, you said it yourself." She crossed her arms and then Peter began to push her forward.

"You'll be sorry Kitty, Peter is bad news!" Lance shouted as she and Peter strolled away. "Come on guys," he growled.

"But Lance, what about that Peter guy?" Fred asked dumbfounded.

"Frankly, I don't care what happens to her or her dorky friends. She got herself into this, she can get herself out." Lance implied.

Lance looked at his ex-girlfriend's back walking away from him for a second time.