Chapter 1- Selected Disclosed Information
Everything was fine at the Xavier Institute. Training went fine as person by person came out of the training room. Jean and Scott sat down on a bench, watching the peaceful scenery. Jean was leading her head against Scott's broad shoulder as she smiled. It had been, surprisingly, peaceful these past weeks. There were no emergencies, no new mutants, and practically no attacks from the Brotherhood. Suddenly, a poof of grey smoke appeared in front of them, interrupting their moments of serene togetherness. Kurt waved in front of them, saying, "Hey, guys. Professor Xavier wanted to see all of us for a meeting. Eheheh…"
The couple nodded to Kurt along with narrowing their eyebrows to him. Both stood up and walked into the living room. Kurt appeared on a couch as he had just poofed from the smell. Scott asked, "What is it, Professor?" The silence was broken. Professor Xavier looked at Scott along with everyone else in the room except Logan, leaning against a wall.
"I have called you all in here because there is reason to believe that we need to be on high alert. We have picked up that there is a new group of mutants. We know nothing of them only a sighting of a person flying in the sky at night with wings," the professor explained. "So, it might have been Angel, Professor," replied Kitty. Logan looked at her and said, "Yeah, only the body was a kid's size." Everyone looked at the other as they whispered. "Now, now, everyone, we are sure that there will be no attack from them, if we just try to make peace when the time is right. Now, that this small announcement is over, everyone can continue on," the professor said.
Everyone walked out of the room as they talked about what they just heard, wondering what or who could the person be. It was Sunday and tomorrow would be the start of a new week of school where everyone was hurrying their weekend homework to be done. Still, the wonder of the person flying was still in everyone's mind.
Monday had arrived as the school bell rang. Everyone went in their classrooms except for the infamous members of the Brotherhood. Each of them had a piece of paper in their hands. They were all looking at each other. Simultaneously, they asked, "Do you know who did this?" Pietro walked in the middle of the circle and said, "Okay, all of our things say, "Watch your backs, if you know what's good for you," right?" All of them dumbfounded nodded. "We need to find who this person is…and crush them. No one tells the Brotherhood what to do," he said in anger as all of them nodded.
First period ended, Scott opened his locker as a paper fell out. He picked it up and read, "All things do not seem real. Choose wisely or loved ones will pay the price for your careless decisions." Scott looked sideways, trying to figure out who could have sent this. The Brotherhood couldn't have sent something like this since it had neat cursive writing with no stains including perfect grammar. He stuffed it in his back pocket, planning to report it to Logan later.
Finally, school had ended. Scott drove off in a hurry to the Institute. As he walked quickly to the garage, he bumped into the person he wanted to see. Logan scowled as he lifted Scott by the arm and said, "What are you in a hurry for, bud?" "Oh, sorry, Logan. I found this letter in my locker," replied Scott. Logan took the letter and read it. He sniffed it to get a scent and smelled roses on it. "Weird. I'll look this over. Thanks," he said as he walked off.
Jean worried about why Scott went home quickly as she sat in her room. She bit her lower lip as she had a book in her lap. Sighing, she held it up. It was difficult for her to read now because of the recent announcement of new mutants and Scott. She hoped nothing bad would happen. She hoped this wouldn't involve Magneto. Her fingers brushed through her red hair as she lay back on her bed.
Quicksilver sat down on a bench in a lonely park. He sat there with the paper crumpled in his hand. His eyes stared off to space as he wondered where it came from. He sniffed it and smelled roses. He sighed as he closed his eyes and leaned back. Suddenly, he heard giggling; he sat up and looked to his left, finding nothing in sight. He shook his head. Something was happening and he was going to find out.
Back at the institute, Logan was waiting at the jet for the others. Kitty, Kurt, Storm, Scott, and Jean walked in. "The professor wanted us to check something or someone out somewhere," Logan reported as they all set off the engines and flew off to the desired location. Soon after a few minutes, they arrived at a church. It was quite grand in size. Kurt was caught gaping at the cathedral. Logan, Scott, Jean, and Kitty walked inside as Storm and Kurt were left behind just incase. Logan bent down and picked up a pure white feather as the doors were wide opened. He sniffed it once and said, "It's not Angel's scent that's for sure." As they reached the middle of the church, they all saw a small boy standing on the stairs as he stared at the statue of the archangel, Gabriel, on the left side of the church.
The boy's wings were spread out. The whiteness of his wings was practically glowing in small light of the candles around the hollow cathedral. He turned around and blinked innocently at the people. The boy had black hair, rosy cheeks, and big, round, blue eyes. "Um…" he said. Logan was the first to walk up to the child and said, "Where's your parents, kid?" He was about to lay a hand on his shoulder until a black shadow kicked Logan across the room where he was found outside. The shadow did not stop moving for it wanted to conceal its identity as it knocked out Scott. Jean tried to still it with her telekinesis only to receive a powerful headache that caused her to fall to her knees. Kitty used her power so she wouldn't get knocked out like the rest but failed as her mind felt like it was going to split in two. Storm and Kurt were too late as the shadow and the winged boy disappeared before Kurt poofed his way into the cathedral.
Later that night, everyone was fine. Professor Xavier sat there examining Jean's mind. "It had seemed like your telekinesis assault was bounced by this "shadow's" mind. Well, we now know who this winged person is a boy. And the "shadow" is a telepathic mutant like Jean and myself," the professor concluded, "Now, I think everyone will need to rest for the most of you have school tomorrow." Some groaned as they slumped and went to their bedrooms. A mystery was solved but another one had appeared.