Hi! This chapter has been updated a couple days late, so I'm really, really, REALLY sorry. I've had a mild case of writer's block and a very serious case of laziness. That and my brother decided that I should go to a tobacco prevention summit… I don't smoke (or chew) by the way…
Oh yeah! This is a little embarrassing but I found a lot (okay, a couple) of mistakes in my story. Not the grammatical/spelling mistakes that are most commonly made, but a kind of timeline-ish, issue. Heh-heh, oops again…
Originally, I had wanted Vy and Nick to be in senior year with Scott and Jean. Since Kitty is actually a year or two younger than them, and Nick is taking classes with Kitty, technically, that doesn't work. I have no idea how to fix that since I don't want to have to re-put up my chapters so just so everyone knows, Vivian and Nicholas are actually 18 and Kitty skipped two grades or something.
In the first chapter, Kitty mentioned the school principle. This is PRE-Apocalypse, by the way, so I wasn't using a new principle. But I also didn't mean to use Principle Darkholm (Mystique in disguise). What I really meant was Principle Kelly.
Sorry to anyone who got confused!
Disclaimer: I, JaxWin, hereby disclaim X-Men: Evolution… I think that's what I'm supposed to say… right?
Chapter 4:
Matthew Kohler
8:00 a.m., September 7, 2007
For once, the institute is quiet. Warren is being specially trained in the Danger Room, so he can get a taste of what it's really like here. The rest of the girls living in the institute are watching him. Vy is being mope-y in her room and refusing to come out. Nicholas is trying to ignore the fact that Vy is being mope-y so that he won't have to be the one to try getting her out of her room. Therefore he is spending all his time with Kitty doing whatever it is that he tells me not to do. That sounds like it's really selfish but Nick's really doing it for his own safety if you remember what happened last time he went inside Vy's room (see first "section" of Chapter 3). If Nick didn't have healing powers, I bet there would still be scars. And speaking of scars, my "students" found out that I tutor different people. My cheek has never been so red. Girls are way too emotional. Warren kisses Vy and she pushes him into a pool. I kiss five different girls and get slapped five times. Oh, the sting-y, sting-y pain…
Vivian Kohler
8:00 a.m., September 7, 2007
Dear Diary,
I take strange pleasure in hearing Matt complaining to his best friend Jamie about his new pretty pink cheeks. I have no idea why, but it serves him right for playing with those girls like that. Other than that sadistic joy that I was just describing, life is pretty… well, pretty depressing. If anyone present thinks that I've been overusing that word lately, I couldn't agree more with you. If you know me, then you know I'm not the type of person who sits in the dark and talks abstractly about death and the irrelevance of a life while caressing a candle. Definitely not a depr- sorry, not a moody person. I do have feelings, though. Sure, I liked it when Warren kissed me, but I have this thing about holding grudges. Do I forgive him? Or do I go on like this for the rest of my life? Cause that might suck… I remember the first time I met Warren.
I had a guy friend who had a friend who thought he was this huge womanizer (a.k.a. Warren). So, he decided to play matchmaker and teach millionaire Warren a little lesson. Tom (my friend) asked me to meet him at this super fancy restaurant in downtown New York. Of course, I had to dress up for the thing since the restaurant was called something complicated in French (by the way, I know Portuguese, Dutch, German, Greek and Spanish [European countries. Nicholas knows Thai, Vietnamese, Mandarin Chinese, Tagalog and Malaysian [Asian countries. Matt only knows three languages but he is younger and they are Native American languages. You could say we're a multi-lingual family even if we can only speak English and all understand each other. Sorry! This was just supposed to be a "by the way"! BACK TO THE STORY!!!). Apparently, Tom had asked Warren to meet him at the same restaurant and that was our first date. Warren's jaw dropped as soon as he first saw me and I still remember thinking that it was the cutest thing ever… Um, sorry, was that way too emotional? Hmmm… I think that's the end of the story. It's shorter than I thought. I guess I should think seriously about what I should do next. But you know me; I don't do serious.
Vivian Kohler
Nicholas Kohler
1:00 p.m., September 7, 2007
This is great! Tomorrow I get to make my first trip out of the country without the company of any members of my family. Finally, I can do stuff without my sister popping inside my head (our telepathic bond has a distance limit) and not have to take care of my baby brother. And to perfect the situation, I'm going with Kitty. You can bet I'm feeling very happy now. 'How?' you might ask. I sign up for a Habitats for Humanity (Habitats for Humanity helps to build decent housing for the homeless and poor) project that our school was doing. Schools are supposed to be trying to teach their students to be charitable and hard-working so Principle Kelly offered students a trip that he thought no one would take. But two people did. Kitty and I signed up for a trip to the Philippines for two weeks and I'm leaving tomorrow. Principle Kelly couldn't stop us either, because he had been the one who'd offered it to us. And NOW, I'd better pack. By the time I come back, hopefully Vy won't still be in her room.
Rogue
2:06 p.m., September 7, 2007
Lord, that girl can talk. I'm ready to scream at Kitty and just tell her to just shut-up. And you can just guess what she's talking about. Duh, her boyfriend and (of course) her out of the country trip that Professor Xavier is helping sponsor. Her boyfriend I don't mind (what? He's hot!) but her trip is just plain annoying. It's like she's tempting me with something that I can't do. I really doubt that I'll ever be able to leave the country without feeling insecure. Ugh, that sounds wimpy. I'm going to go check on Vy. What her brothers don't know is that she makes hourly excursions to secretly watch the Danger Room and its occupant.
Danger Room's Control Center
2:15 p.m., September 7, 2007
Rogue walked slowly over to an empty spot and started whistling.
"Shut-up! You're making me look conspicuous!" Matt's voice hissed at her.
"You're an empty spot of air, Vy. If anyone thinks something's wrong with this picture it's me talking like a crazy woman to myself." Rogue smiled. Vy wasn't as mean as she might sound sometimes. "How's he doing?"
"Terrible."
Rogue gave her a look, which was made difficult since she didn't exactly know where to look.
"Great. He's doing great. I'm annoyed. And proud. I want to be at the front of that crowd watching him."
Rogue nodded and walked away, secretly giving Warren a thumbs-up which he returned before nearly colliding with an obstacle.
Warren's Room
9:00 p.m., September 7, 2007
"Don't worry," Rogue had said, "she still likes you. Just don't let her know you know. She'll come around…"
Warren sighed and fell back on his bed. Someone knocked on his door.
Warren opened his door and saw Vy looking (surprisingly) not angry.
"You asked Rogue to help you get me back?" She said raising an eyebrow.
"Yes," Warren said carefully.
Vivian started laughing. And couldn't stop. Warren just stood there. Vivian kissed him.
"That was sweet."
"Are you drunk?"
"I'm not. But if I were, would you mind?"
"Not at all."
They went inside Warren's room and closed the door.
The Hall Outside Warren's Room
7:30 a.m., September 8, 2007
Nicholas knocked impatiently on Warren's door. He had to leave for the airport in fifteen minutes and hadn't found Vy yet.
Warren poked his head out of the door and immediately looked embarrassed.
"What's up?" he asked without fully opening the door.
"I'm looking for Vy. Everyone is supposed to go down to the X-Jet and fly to some emergency in New York. Have you seen her?" Nicholas asked suspiciously.
"Umm…"
"Warren? Who is it?" Vivian's voice came from inside Warren's room.
Nicholas pushed open the door and saw his sister wearing one of Warren's shirts (only).
"Crap…" Vivian said turning red.
"So… How did you guys... you know… with the wings…?" Nicholas said making an inarticulate gesture.
Warren rolled his eyes and let the twins talk in the hallway (barely anyone was awake).
"That was insensitive." Vy stated closing the door.
"Yeah, I know... " Nicholas said with a smile, "but I was curious." he finished with a shrug.
"And I believe you whole-heartedly," Vy said sarcastically, "but did I ever ask you what you were planning to do in the Philippines when you were done building houses? Come on, Nicholas, two weeks with Kitty, without my supervision and an easily bribed chaperone? But seeing as I'm the nicer twin, I won't say anything."
"Whatever just get your butts over to the hangar."
"Have fun in the Philippines."
Downtown New York
10:00 a.m., September 7, 2007
"Ah, there's nothing to start off the morning like a good fight." Pyro said pointing a stream of fire at Vivian. "It's a unicorn, just for you."
"Oh, please, I got over unicorns ages ago. Now I like Angel's." Vivian said with a smile as she opened a fire hydrant on Pyro.
Warren took his cue and dived on Pyro, while Vy tackled Gambit. As planned, the card Gambit had been charging up flew straight towards Magneto and he crashed into a lamp post. When Wanda saw Vy grinning spitefully Vy mouthed "father issues" in explanation. Wanda returned the grin and manipulated Magneto into wrapping himself in the metal lamp post he hit. "Me too"
Magneto forced his way out of the lamp post and projected the ripped apart metal at his old foster-daughter, trapping her against a wall. In the time it took Vy to shift out from her metal bindings, Magneto had called a retreat.
"Should I bring him down?" Vivian asked Beast. Beast nodded and held out his hands for Vy to jump on. As soon as Magneto began his farewell speech, Beast launched Vy, holding on to her feet.
"Well, X-Men, it seems as though you're tiring out. No matter, you will live to be defeated anoth-"
"SHUT-UP!" Vy shouted as she punched him in the face and grabbed hold of his half open metal-ball-y-transporter-thing. "Reel me in, Beast!"
Magneto smirked and closed his metal-ball-y-transporter-thing on her hands. Vy bit her lip (very, very, very, VERY hard) but stubbornly refused to let go. In the end it was Beast that let her go (accidentally!). As Vivian's feet zoomed towards her body, Magneto opened his pinball (for short :D) and watched as Vivian fell.
"You always were weak!" He called after her.
Vivian fell two storied onto a building that just had to have a slanted roof. She rolled off the edge and fell another six stories until Warren finally caught her. In total she fell about eight floors. Screaming all the way.
Beast apologized non-stop while trying to strap her gurney into the X-Jet. That was when Vivian started laughing hysterically.
"Is she in shock?" Warren whispered to Beast behind his hand.
"Warren! You know that building I fell off of? I think it's the one that we had our first date in. Whatever you do for our 10th anniversary date or whatever, don't take me there!" Vivian stopped laughing long enough to say that and then started again.
Beast tranquilized her, apologizing for every second of the procedure.
X-Jet Hangar
6:00 p.m., September 10, 2007
Yet another trip to save the world (or at least a substantially large city). Cyclops was late.
And then Cyclops ran on board the X-Jet as if all the demons of hell were hot on his trail.
"Everyoneready?" he said and continued without pausing for breath "OKAYLET'SGO!"
"WAIT!!! Sorry everyone, someone set off my car alarm!" Cyclops ran in. That's right, Cyclops and Cyclops in the same room.
The first cringed and slowly shape-shifted back into Vivian; casts, crutches, and all.
Wolverine growled, making Vy cringe again.
"Aren't you supposed to be in there babysitting?"
"You said I was training the new students, when you told me I couldn't go…" She said in a bold voice.
… Growl
"Yes, sir!" Vy made a hasty retreat.
"And stop using your powers!! You won't be able to heal your broken fingers, broken leg, crushed rib, or twisted ankle, if you keep shape-shifting!" Wolverine yelled as he closed the X-Jet's door.
Author's Note:
SORRY!!! Again, I'm really sorry about the hold-up in my story so I wrote a little extra. Don't be mad at me… Or do be mad at me and then send me your reviews!