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Chapter 3:
Nicholas Kohler
4:30 p.m., Wednesday, September 5, 2007
"So Vy and Warren used to go out?" Kitty asked. We were walking out in the forest surrounding the institute.
"Yup, and it didn't end too well." I answered.
"And why do you hate him?" Kitty asked in confused voice. I love Kitty, but for a super-genius, she can be terribly naïve.
"When he left, Vy went into withdrawal. The only time I tried talking to her about Warren, Vy threw stuff at her favorite brother. Very sharp, hard, pointy stuff, like her Warren picture frames. That really hurt." I explained. "And, plus, everyone knows that you automatically hate whoever your sibling is going out with. It's one of those weird, unsaid rules. And that reminds me; I have to go see Matt and give him 'the talk'."
With that, I left Kitty who still didn't seem to get the hint that Vivian probably doesn't like her. Scratch that – definitely doesn't like her.
Vivian Kohler
6:30 p.m., Wednesday, September 5, 2007
Dear Diary,
Okay, I confess. I was lonely. I was jealous. I was sad and unhappy but now I'm even more sad and unhappy. HE is here and HE is an ass. I hate you, WARREN!!! Now that I have properly expressed my emotions, here's what happened in the last two hours.
In summary, I was in Professor Xavier's office with Warren for more or less one and a half hours. Mostly it was arguing between me and the professor, Warren making occasional interjections, me pretending not to hear him and ignoring him completely, and the professor over-ruling me and telling me that if I didn't "resolve my problems" with my "new team mate" then he was confiscating my car… permanently. The professor makes a terrible therapist, if you ask me.
And then there was what happened at dinner. Warren is supposed to be staying here until Saturday, so that gives everyone in the institute plenty of time to start thinking up rumors. I come into the dining hall and everyone stops whispering. Could they try being a little more inconspicuous? Warren pretends to be oblivious to this and offers me a chair. I ignore him and walk straight out of the room. Harsh? Yes. Enjoyable? Definitely. Depressing in some weird, unknown way? … Hell yeah. I'm going to go swallow a bottle pills or something.
I'll try writing again later…
Vivian Kohler
Matt Kohler
6:45 p.m., September 5, 2007
My brother is so, so, so sick shudder. I swear, Sarah and I were just going over some dates… HISTORY dates!!! If you were talking about Laura… or Emily… or Jasmine, then it's a completely different story. The point is, who ever heard of giving a ten year-old "the talk"?!?!?! That was awkward…
On my way back to the room I share with Nicholas (Vivian gets her own room), I saw Vy taking a bottle out of the medicine cabinet. She saw me but just gave me a "tell-anyone-and-you-won't-live-to-see-twelve" look. I wasn't going to tell anyone anyway, but it's nice to know that my sister's a drug-ee.
I took a peek into her diary a little while ago (I've been doing this since forever, but she either doesn't know or chooses to let me play Evil Computer Hacker) and it seems that she's writing in an account of all the things that happened since Mom and Dad. Since it seems that she won't be writing for awhile, I guess it's up to me to pick up where Vy left off.
After our first meeting with Pyro, Vivian and Nicholas decided (without any input from me) that we would follow him to meet his anonymous person interested in mutants. We (Vy, Nicholas, Pyro, and me) were all waiting in our cozy little alley when a giant pinball comes hurtling towards us straight from the sky. Magneto just loves a grand entrance. He gave us each our own mini-pinballs and took us to the giant dome that we would call home for the next three years. Every day was a constant drill, a new exercise to be learned. And we did learn. We could all properly use our powers at will and Magneto even let us learn new skills. I got to play with the computer he used to avoid an unknown, telepathic enemy (we hadn't met the professor yet), Nicholas started working out with Piotr Rasputin (Colossus), and Pyro got to spend time getting beaten up by his crush, my sister. If we had never met the professor, I don't think that anyone would have been that unhappy. X-Men against acolytes as usual. Vy, Nick, and I had all grown to love Magneto as a surrogate father, and life was good. But then we met Professor Xavier.
Vivian and Nicholas had just turned fifteen and we had a huge party at the dome, as I still loving call our old home. As soon as the party was over, though, Magneto called us all together and told us that today would be the day that we were finally tested out in the real world. Outside of our own Magneto-version of the Danger Room. Where we could be in any kind of trouble. In our own defense, none of us really knew what we were supposed to be doing in that "horrible world where men would kill children for being different". But if your dad told you that you should let heck loose, then you do what your dad says. We were back in New York City and getting revenge on those jerks who got us the day our powers manifested. It was kind of interesting seeing them again. They went from beefy to plain, old fat and suddenly we looked more threatening. When it came to blows, though, Vivian couldn't pull off the bully act and told Magneto so. The professor came in and made a big speech about morals to Magneto, and he just let us go. Magneto gave us up to the professor and said good-bye by telling us that we were weaklings anyway. Vivian was crushed by that, but still, life does go on. Professor Xavier became our legal guardian and let us stay in the city where our independent lives had begun. Plenty of stuff happened in New York, but I guess I should leave that for Vivian.
Good-bye Computer,
Matt
Warren Worthington III
11:00 p.m., September 5, 2007
Dear Journal,
I found her! I found Vivian in the weirdest place. Here I am at the Xavier's Institute for Gifted Children and I find my old girlfriend. Words can't describe how happy I am but Vy looked pretty unhappy. I guess I know why. I should know, and I am trying to apologize, but how long should a guy try to get back together with their old girlfriend before just giving up and moving on? I guess I'll know soon enough, anyway. I've got to get a good nights sleep or I won't be able to get up for my tour tomorrow and I certainly wouldn't want to miss that.
'Night Journal,
Warren Worthington
The Hall Outside Vivian's Room
9:21 a.m., September 6, 2007
Warren started banging on the door of Vivian's room.
"VY! I know you're in there! You're six minutes late…" Warren shouted.
"Vy's not here! Just leave her alone, Warren!" Nicholas called out from her room.
Warren raised an eyebrow and looked down the hall to see Nicholas and Kitty kissing. He silently opened the door and grabbed hold of Vivian's hand before she jumped out a window and escaped.
"Let go." Vivian said glaring at Warren hatefully. When he wouldn't let her out of his grip, Vivian used her powers to shift her arm out.
"You look hung-over." Warren stated as they walked out of her room.
"Uh-huh. If I were still in New York then I wouldn't have to steal it from Logan's 'secret' stash, though. New York has plenty of under-age bars…" Vivian said rubbing her head.
"Same old Vivian," Warren muttered with the hint of a smile. "You could always come back to New York, Vy," he said loud enough so that she could hear.
"I wish I had cooler powers, something that no one can figure out just by seeing your duplicate. Shape-shifting? A thing of the past. Now the coolest powers are control over male hormones." Vivian said loudly, trying to change the subject.
"Come on, Vivian, we both know that you do enough of that without your powers. I wouldn't be your boyfriend if you didn't." Warren said laughing.
"Ex-boyfriend, Warren, don't forget the ex. This is the tennis court, by the way. It flips around when the jet comes out."
They walked around the institute silently for awhile…
"So… Have you met anyone new, here? I'd hate to think that I was an easily replaceable boyfriend."
"Oh sure, I've met plenty of guys." Vy said secretly hoping to get a rise out of him.
"Like…?"
"… Pyro! Yeah, Pyro and I were a total item." Vivian said, failing miserably that the lie.
"Pyro, the guy that tries to barbeque you every few weeks? You've got to be kidding me…" Warren said still feeling a twinge of jealousy.
"Playing dodge ball with fire is our secret code. It means 'Warren's an ass, and I could do so much better than him'. If I reply by in any way injuring him, it means that I agree. And this is the Danger Room. The younger students are practicing right now so the levels aren't as advanced as they are for the older students."
"Why are you mad at me?" Warren asked as the headed towards the pool.
"Hmmm… maybe it was because you ran away from home with another girl!" Vivian exploded.
"I did not run away with – wait, are you accusing me of cheating?"
"Maybe. Your sister told me that you got a girl pregnant and had to run off and freakin' elope!"
By this time, they had reached the pool, started yelling, and convinced everyone else in the area that it would be in their own favor to run away.
"And since when did you trust my sister? I don't trust her and she's my sister!"
"Well, she was the one who actually told me that you left. I was stuck waiting for a date that would never come. I waited, and waited, but finally I picked up the phone and called your house. You left without telling your own girlfriend. How responsible of you."
"But you seriously believed that I'd even think of sleeping with another girl?"
"You didn't tell me about the wings. I told you about my powers but you never told me. What other secrets are you keeping from me, huh? Because girls tend to get really touchy when you start having sex with someone else."
"BUT I DIDN-" Warren gave up mid-sentence and kissed Vivian as passionately as he could. But she pulled away. Warren couldn't see her face but she seemed angry.
"Jerk." Vivian said and pushed Warren into the pool. Warren surfaced and sighed as he saw Vivian running away. Was it his imagination or were there tears in her eyes?
Author's Note: Hi, readers! Technically this chapter was about 15 sentences shorter than usual so for anyone counting, I apologize. For all the people who don't care about the whole sentence thing (and for those who do) thanks for reading my latest chapter. Reviews please!
JaxWin