Alright now, hey peoples this is Isisjolly right now. Me and my friend, Falling Autumn, are making a X-men RPG and she wanted to post it here. So here we go. This chapter is by your's truly.

Allrights reserved the only people that I own, are Isabella and her family. Adelaide and Adelaide's family are owned by Falling Autumn. We aren't making a cent off of this story, so nobody sue, b/c all you'll get is a bunch of cats. LoL ;)

Chapter 1; Fresh start

Isabella ran down the streets her breathing hard, as she looked back behind her she fell to the ground and skidded on her side. She groaned in pain and held her arm. Then gasped as she looked back behind her, over her shoulder.

"Isabella!" A man called as he ran threw the streets after his daughter. As he turned the corner and saw his daughter laying on the ground curled up crying. "Baby-girl, what happened?" He asked as he ran to her, and knelt next to her. He picked her up into his arms, but she pushed him away.

"Stay away!" She cried as she crawled to the wall and held her head.

"Baby-girl I want to help u!"

"NO!" She screamed. "You wanna send me away! To one of those Government Mutant-Testing places." She cried.

"That's not true!" He yelled.

"Yes it is! Stop lying to me!" She yelled as she got up and ran out of the ally way, and down the street. After an hour of running she finally started to slow down. Tired, cold, and with no place to go Isabella decided to go into a bar.

As she crossed the street and pushed open the door, smoke filled her nose and the smell of beer, whiskey and other alcohol drinks. The place was barely light, with the exception of some flickering lights over tables and pool tables. Drunken men looked at her with drunken lust, and tried to get her to be with them. Pulling her to them, and grinding against her, laughing as she tried to push away from them. Her head spun and she became overwhelmingly scared and confused. It seamed as soon as she got out of one drunken guy's arms she was into another.

She finally pushed out of one so hard she pushed her self into another man's arms. But these didn't seam so bad, they seamed almost comforting. She looked up to see a man with brown hair she gasped when she noticed his eyes.

"Your…your eyes." She said as she started to faint.

"Woha, there cher." He said as he re-adjusted her in his arms, pressing her against his broad chest. "Didn't your parents ever teach you how to treat a lady?" He asked his voice was thick, with a southern accent, mixed with a French accent.

"Yeah, in fact my old man did." A guy said. "Ya' beat 'em and screw 'em."

The other men around him laughed and slapped him on the back at his joke. Isabella gasped and pressed her self-closer to the man that was holding her. Grabbing on tight to his shirt.

The man smiled and looked like he was thinking for a moment.

"Hu, guess my old man taught me wrong then." He smiled. "But, either way, can't go against my old man." He smiled and pulled out a small silver stick.

The guys hit each other and pointed at it. The guy holding Isabella smirked.

"But wait! There's more!" He said and as it started to extend he moved it swiftly and elegantly, barely moving him self, knocking each of the guys out. He quickly retracted the staff and picked up Isabella's legs. "Get ready cher, we's about to run for it."

Isabella groaned, she was tired and didn't wanna run anymore.

As the guy started running Isabella wrapped her arms around his neck and shoulders tightly, tucking her head in. Granted she felt safe in his arms, she was afraid that she'd be dropped. And as if to make matters worse, she felt ready to throw up any minuet now.

Isabella let her head roll back as she was sat on an old crate, hitting the brick wall behind her. But she didn't care, her body ached, she was tired, hungry, and about ready to cry at any minuet.

"Geez Cher, careful, or you'll give yourself a concoction." He said as he knelt down in front of her, moving her head to look at him. "Oh, you don't look so good." He said lightly feeling her head. "You're burning up!" He said as he started to take off his trench coat and wrapped it around her, as he did he noticed her arm.

"What the hell happened to you!" He said, as he fallowed down her arm to her bear hip that got scrapped in her fall. "I got to get you to a hospital."

"No," She said weakly. "I can't," Tears started to form in her eyes, as she gasped for breath.

"Hey, hey." He said as he sat next to her and pulled her to him. "Tell ol' Remy what's wrong." He said soothingly.

"My…father…found…out…I'm…a…mutant…" She started sobbing. "And…he…was…going…to send…me-" Isabella couldn't finish it, she was balling to hard, and it was hard enough to breath as it was.

"Shhhh," Remy said as he rubbed her back. "It's ok, I know another place I can take you." He said as he lifted her chin up to look at him. He gave her a bright smile. As Isabella started to smile she went pale and threw her head over the side of the crate and started to hurl.

Remy sighed and looked up at the night sky and shook his head, lightly patting her back. "Let it out Cher, let it out."

As Remy walked up to a huge iron gate, Isabella on his back sound asleep. Remy pushed a button on a speaker next to the gate.

"Yes?" A female voice asked.

"Um…hi, it's me Remy, my friend needs help." He said quietly, as he looked back at Isabella, she was wearing his coat and burning up. "She's burning up and she's scraped up." He added.

"Go right in, someone will be at the main door to take her." The voice said as the gates opened. Remy practically ran up the long and twisting drive, when he got to the main doors, a woman with white hair and dark skin waited for them, the door open.

"Miss. Ororo," He said as he walked in to the mansion, and waited for her. "Can you help her?" He asked.

Miss. Ororo frowned when she looked at Isabella and gently placed a hand on her head. "Fallow me," She said as she led Remy to a wall she pushed a button and the wall opened to an elevator. Remy stepped in fallowed my Ororo. When the doors opened again Remy was shocked to see a hallway that was all metal, or some kind of silver substance.

Ororo led him to another door, this time when she pushed a button and the door slip open it showed a room with lap tables. She walked in closely fallowed by Remy. She pointed to one of the tables.

"Lay her gently down on one of those tables." She said and went into another room. Remy quickly did as he was told, and kept his hand behind her head as he gently lowered it.

"Hang in there Cher, these people are good, and will help you." He said and looked up, in front of him was a blue beast, names Dr. Henry McCoy, a well-known Doctor who after turning blue came to work at the school. Next to the doctor was Miss. Ororo, Remy knew her from a long time ago, he trusted her if no one else, and if Ororo trusted Dr. McCoy then Remy would give him a shot.

"Help me get the coat off lad, will ya'?" He asked as his large hands gently lifted Isabella up and carefully removed her arm from the right sleeve while Remy took care of getting her left arm out, he took the coat and slipped it back on.

As Dr. McCoy looked at her arm he moved over to the side Remy was on, and Remy moved to the side by Ororo to give the Doc room. Dr. McCoy took a thermometer and gently placed it on Isabella's forehead.

He frowned.

"What? What is it?" Remy asked.

"Her fever's 200 degrees over normal body temp." He said not looking away from the machine.

"SHE HAS A FEVER OF 296!" Remy yelled.

"Hank, that's deadly." Ororo said.

"Hell, that's like past deadly, Ororo, that's fried and crispy!"

"Something's not right though." Hank said.

Remy refrained from saying any smart remarks, as he watched the Dr. try and work. Remy looked down at Isabella and something caught his eyes, then he gasped and watched her hair. Static electricity was jumping around in her hair.

"Um…doc,"

"Remy shh." Ororo hissed.

"No, but Doc." Remy looked up just as Dr. McCoy was about to grab her arm. "NO DOC!" Remy yelled, but it was too late, Dr. McCoy had grabbed her arm and was shot across the room by the time Remy had finished.

Ororo gasped and ran after Dr. McCoy, not touching him. "Hank, are you alright?" She asked.

He shook his head. "I…I think so." He said. Remy tried to muffle his snickering, but it soon burst out.

"Remy! What is so funny?" Ororo scalded.

"His fur," Remy tried to say with out laughing. "It's standing up everywhere." He laughed.

And infact Dr. McCoy's fur was sticking out so much he looked like a great big blue puff of fur. At this Ororo covered her mouth and tried not to laugh, but it was in great vein.

Dr. McCoy cleared his throat, and Ororo fallowed suite. "Right then." He said and walked back to her.

"Dr. if I may, I'd like to try something." Ororo said. Dr. McCoy looked at her a brow raised, but he nodded and Remy and the Doc walked into this office out of the way.

Remy looked at the Doc with a brow raised. "Next time ya' go in the dry try not to for get the static sheet." Remy said looking straight ahead. Dr. McCoy narrowed his eyes, and put a finger an inch away from Remy's ear and smirked as Remy let out a shriek then jumped a foot in the air and held his ear.

Ororo shook her head. "Are you both ready?" She asked. Dr. McCoy gave her a nodded and Ororo stretched out her hands over Isabella's body, her eyes turned white, as lightning jumped from her hands. Suddenly a long volt jumped from Isabella to Ororo's hands. Neither jumped at the shock, but suddenly more volts jumped at Ororo's hands.

Dr. McCoy frowned as he watched it seamed to be working, but it couldn't be good for either one of them. He looked up from his machine, and watched as lighting and electricity jumped from Isabella to Ororo, now not just to her hand, but to her legs, arms, and stomach anywhere it could get.

Finally Ororo yanked herself away from Isabella fell to the floor, knocking one of the tables further away. Both her and Isabella where smoking, after making sure it was save Hank let Remy bolt into the room and to Isabella's side, while Hank moved to Ororo's side.

"Ororo are you alright?" He asked.

"Fine, check the girl." She said and waved him off to Isabella. Hank looked at the machines.

"Amazing, it's down to 150." He said, as he looked at Remy.

"That's good right?" Remy asked.

"Better then 296," He replayed, and Remy shrugged.

Isabella groaned as she put a hand to her head. It didn't hurt, but it felt funny.

"Hey there princess." A voice said Isabella lifted her head and let her eyes adjust as she looked at the figure leaning against the doorframe. When they did she smiled.

"Hey you're self." She smiled as she watched him walk in and sit in a chair next to her bed.

"How ya feelin'?" He asked as he leaned back in the chair linking his fingers together. She smiled, as she looked back up at the ceiling.

"Good I guess." She said. "What happened?" She asked after a minuet.

"What do ya' remember?" He asked leaning forward.

She smiled and let out a laugh. "Throwing up." She turned her head to him. He was smiling his eyes danced as he looked at her causing her to blush slightly and turn her face back to the ceiling.

"Well," He said sitting back. "After you got done throwing up, you fainted, I carried you on my back, to here." He said. "You had a fever of 296." He said.

"296!" Isabella cried out as she sat up and looked at him. He laughed and touched her shoulder, and genially pushed her back down to the bed.

"Seams you had an electric charge building up inside you, that caused you to heat up. Kinda like a light bolt."

Isabella smiled. "Did I light up?" She asked.

"Somet'ing like that." He said, as he sat back in the chair, leaning on his knees. "Ororo took away most of your electric charge." He smiled and ran a hand threw his hair. "Charles decided that we should use the rest of your energy to power the school." Remy laughed. "Lasted about a day Cher." He said.

Isabella blushed not sure what to say. "Oh!" Remy said suddenly. "You must be hungry. I'll be back with something to eat." He said.

(just an fyi, the next part is the next day. She's been in the recovery thing for about 2 days. You can in sometime around there lol ok?)

Isabella smiled to Remy as she opened the door to the bathroom; she was back in her own clothes. A t-shirt that let her mid-drift bare, hip hugging drawstring pants, and her sneakers. She had pulled her red shoulder length hair into a ponytail as she stood next to him.

He stood up and walked to the door and held it open for her, she smiled at him and went ahead then waited for him to lead the way.

When they got up stairs Remy lead her to her room. When he opened the door a girl with auburn hair and white bangs turned around to them.

"Hey, sorry," She smiled. "Professor X asked me to lend you some clean clothes for you to wear." She smiled. "I'm Rogue." She said as walked to Isabella hand out stretched.

"Hi, I'm Isabella." She smiled back and took her hand. "This is Remy," She said motioning to him, he took Rogue's gloved hand and lightly placed his lips on the back of it, then stood straight.

"Pleasure Cher." He said with a smile.

"Right, well I better go." She smiled. "If you need anything, just ask anyone." She said as she left.

Isabella moved to her bed and picked up the screen tee, she turned to Remy. "Turn around." She said.

Remy smiled. "Sure you don't want me to leave?" He asked.

Isabella smiled. "Why?" She asked, as she slipped off her old shirt then slipped on the new one.

"I don't know," Remy said as he turned his head slightly and a sly grin spread across his lips as he watched her slip her pants off revealing cute boy shorts. Remy turned his head back and licked his lips. "You're not afraid I might look are ya'?" He asked.

Isabella froze and blushed furiously at the thought that he would even joke about that. No guy ever paid her attention, she'd had one boyfriend but he turned out to be using her to 'uphold' the fact that he wasn't gay, which he was. Isabella quickly slipped on the new pants and then took the hoodie and slipped it on zipping it half way up her stomach.

"Kay," Isabella said as she turned around just as Remy started to turn around. Remy looked Isabella up and down taking in everything about her, as she fidgeted uncomfortable under his gaze.

Remy licked his lips and moved to her, causing Isabella to look at him, he gently put a hand on her check, while he put his other hand around her waist pulling her closer to him. Isabella's face was on fire, and Remy smiled as he felt her skin warm under his hand. Their eyes never breaking contact, till Isabella looked away and gently pushed out of his arms.

"Um…we…should…um…" Isabella couldn't think of anything that they should do, or any way to get out of this mess.

"Hey," A rough voice barked Isabella squeaked, as she looked up surprised. "Get down stairs and get some breakfast." He said.

"Logan be nice." Isabella smiled as she nodded and grabbed Remy's arm pulling him to the door.

"Rogue," Isabella smiled.

"Oh hey!" She smiled back. "Those clothes seam to fit?" Rogue said as she took Isabella's arm and led her ahead of Logan and Remy.

"The butt's a little tight." Isabella said.

Remy smirked as he watched her walk away, rubbing his chin. "Nothin' wrong with that." He smiled. Logan growled and smacked the back of Remy's head.

"Get a move on swamp-rat." Logan growled.

As Rogue and Isabella walked into the cafeteria a girl caught Isabella's eye.

"Rogue who's that girl?" Isabella asked.

"A new girl, came in couple nights ago completely on fire, Beast, Dr. McCoy, just got her under control last night." Rogue said. "Why?"

"I think…" Isabella looked at the girl hard for a moment then smiled. "I do, I know that girl." Isabella said as she rushed over to the table.

"Adelaide?" Isabella said as she stood in front of the girl.

Done

Well I hope you liked the first chapted of our story. Keep a look out for the next chapter, by Falling Autumn! Later dayz!

(Also, we might make add up profiles of our girls later, if anyone wants to know more about them. Or if you wanna just ask us and we'll e-mail them to you or something L8terz!)