Disclaimer: I do not own "X-Men Evolution".
This is my first X-Men Evolution fanfic. It's about Ray, I like Ray. Please, if you're reading this, reviews would be much appreciated. I want to see how I'm doing. Oh, and if this fanfic seems like anyone else's, I'm sorry, I don't mean it to. And the title, I know, will seem re-used.Now, I'll leave you alone (I know you're heaving a sigh of relief) and the story will start.
Pietro Maximoff poured himself coffee in a chipped mug. Coffee was one of favorite drinks; it gave him just enough caffeine to start off his day fast and with a kick. Not that the speed demon needed any help going fast. He could do that himself. Coffee just provided a little extra something. And he would get to enjoying it, too just this morning; as soon as the doorbell would stop ringing already! Didn't whoever was at the door get it that he didn't feel like answering and no one else was up yet? Pietro looked over at the clock on the wall. It read 5:30 a.m. He sighed. No one was paying attention to the person at the door.
"That means you should go away!" he thought. With the last ring he finally got up and zipped to the door. There was nothing at the door but silence and darkness; a mix Pietro didn't mind standing in but didn't care to at the moment. He had things to do, like rudely wake his housemates. Besides, he hated the feeling of being too late for anything, such as a person at the door. It didn't stick right with him. Whoever it was would come back later.
Ray walked down the empty street. His watch read 5:37 a.m. as he walked back to the mansion he had a feeling he should call "home". He thought he should, but it didn't feel like it at all. He longed for another place to go. Ray knew his personality just didn't mix, just didn't mesh well with the others at the mansion that he and many other mutants called home. He remembered his days as a Morlock; not the best of days. He shut his eyes and pushed out the memories. He left them to live a better life, out of the sewers and in the "upworld". Ray finally thought of a place where he would fit in better. However, he knew that Scott and everyone else back at "home" would call taboo. Finally, finally, finally, he worked up the confidence to push himself there and chickened out at the last minute.
"Stupid Ray," he thought. "They weren't going to be up yet, at 5:30. And even if they were, what makes you think they would accept you? They'd probably send you back to the X-Mansion, laughing." He finally made it back to the mansion. He checked his watch. 5:58 a.m. Some people might be up. He didn't quite feel like going back in the house yet. He'll just keep walking for a while.