Life seemed to be catching up on Tracy way to fast. Here she was, at Sabretooth's estate for less than a week and already she was packing her bags to continue on her original destiny. She was off to the Massachusetts academy. She was not happy to say the least, in fact she was down right pissed off. Grabbing her bag roughly she shoved random objects into it, not caring if something was fragile and broke. She was very torn on her future currently, she'd finally found a place where she could fit in and be just like everybody else and she couldn't. Why? Because the Professor was running Sabretooth like he ran his own estate. Tracy growled when she dropped a mirror on the floor and it shattered, leaning down she started picking up the pieces. She could only ignore it when a piece of the mirror cut her finger. There's seven years of bad luck. She wondered briefly to herself.
Hearing a knock at the door she dumped the pieces she had picked up and went to answer the door. Opening it up she found herself staring into the eyes of Kurt. His white eyes pierced into her soul and she wished she could just lose herself in their depths. Shaking off the feeling she stepped aside so Kurt could enter. No words were spoken as he stepped easily around the broken mirror and sat on her bed.
"You broke the mirror." His words were quiet. I guess he's heard the news. Tracy thought to herself.
"Yeah, it's alright I can just get another." She shrugged it off even as she spoke the words. Picking up the remainder of the pieces she stooped over to grab them. Kurt's hands on her wrists stopped her movements.
"You're hurt." He lifted her arms up and inspected her cut finger. Tracy stared blankly at her cut, blood dripping in currents down her hand. Kurt led her to her feet and took her to the bathroom. He pulled out her first aid kit and opened the bottle of disinfectant. When he poured the hydrogen peroxide onto her cut she couldn't hold back the hiss of pain. Putting her hands under the running water, Kurt put the cap back onto the disinfectant and put it back up on the shelf.
"You made it hurt." Tracy stated simply. The burning pain in her finger was nothing compared to the aching in her heart however. Tears stung the backs of her eyes as she stared blankly at her cut. Kurt grabbed a bandage and wrapped it around her wound, making sure it was tight but not so much that it would cut off her blood circulation.
"Better?" The blue man asked her. She nodded weakly before slumping into his arms. Her actions were expected and Kurt caught her with ease. He pulled her up into his arms, legs over one arm and upper body over the other. Her carried her back into her bedroom and placed her gently on the bed. Climbing in next to her he pulled her onto his lap so he could hold her. Tracy cuddled into his embrace, the tears begining to fall. Kurt simply wiped the tears away with his thumb and held her close.
"How did you know?" She asked him. She was surprised at how weak her telepathic voice was. Kurt kissed the top of her head and leaned close to her ear.
"Because I know you."
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Taris Creed was not a stupid man. His mind was constantly flipping channels. Unlike an ADD subject his mind was constantly analyzing anything and everything. Whatever passed by him his mind would hook onto it and figure out it's every quality. He tried to do this whenever possible so he was always understanding about the things he had to deal with. Sometimes he amazed even himself with how much he could remember. There was little he couldn't understand, one of these things was Tracy.
The young, tiger-like woman was a mystery to him. His mind couldn't decipher her, she was a code too complex for him to handle. It scared him. When they had been talking earlier about her beginings he had tried to yet again analyze her but it had just left him more baffled than before. Her words spoke of a woman struggling through life, trying to be normal. Her instincts, they showed the killer inside of her, the true beast that was just now becoming undone and unleashed. Yet there was another level to her, a level of confusion he couldn't read. When she had told him what she had already figured out he could only sit silently and hope the puzzle would come undone for him.
My father is her father? Just the thought of his father being her father was confusing. He knew there was a connection between them on some base level but finding which one was nearly impossible. He couldn't think of anyone in the family that had black hair other than his nephew, Jade's son. So where did Tracy's black hair come from? Shaking off his confusion, Taris focused on the subject at hand. His father had called him downstairs to help him figure out a way to get by the Professor's orders that Tracy be taken to the Massachusetts academy. The girl was clearly upset about having to leave and they weren't entirely happy about her leaving either.
"There's gotta be somethin' we can do Taris." Victor mumbled to his son from across the table. They were piling over the books of rules that Xavier had set up for them and they were searching for a loop hole of some sort. Victor had only been able to keep his children on the terms that Xavier had set up. If they broke these rules the government would declare him incapable of a healthy and safe enviroment for his children, and then they would be taken away.
"I hate to admit defeat, but I think we've exhausted all of our options." The young blonde man sighed deeply and slumped in his seat. He was so tired, the day had been long and stressful, and he was longing for a warm bed with a waiting Jubilee. As his father started gathering up the books to put them away a thought struck Taris.
"Wait! What about the family rules?"Victor gave him a look that was a combination of disbelief and incredulty.
"The family rules? Taris, I dunno if yer brain is on the fritz or somethin' but Tracy ain't related ta us." His father sat down heavily in his seat at the look on his son's face.
"Tracy told me something today, about how she was made. The scientists who made her wanted a super being I guess, they were on the search for the strongest genes they could find to use." Taris took a deep breath as he watched for his father's reaction. "The male sperm donor's last name is Creed." In another time and space the look on his father's face might've been comical but right now it was more frightening.
"It all makes sense now." Victor mumbled under his breath. "This makes sense Taris, think about it. If she's my daughter, then it all makes perfect sense." The young blonde sat silently for a moment while his mind went over the facts. Then, it all just seemed to click into place. The puzzle was complete.
"She is, she's your daughter! She's my sister! She's family! She can stay!" Taris and Victor leapt up from the table as one. Their excitement unison as they embraced in a moment of triumph. At this time the Professor and Jean walked in.
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(A/N) God I love suspense. :-D Hope y'all enjoyed that chapter, spent a good hour on it. Don't forget to review, they make my world go round! -Sabeybaby
