My holy Angel Guardian
Ask the Lord to bless the journey which I undertake
That it may profit the health of my soul and body;
That I may reach its end, and that, returning safe and sound
Do thou guard, guide and preserve us. Amen.
The ice cold wind whipped harshly against Andrea's face, as she stood outside the church. The rain fell like stinging needles, pelting her head as well as Kurt's. She began to shiver uncomfortably underneath her coat, and her teeth chattered together in a repetitive rhythm, seeming to harmonize with the falling bullets. She shifted from side to side while attempting to support Kurt's body weight. Her clothes seemed to cling to her body and her hair was starting to gain curls from the humidity and falling rain. But on the bright side, the dirt was being washed away
"Hey, any chance your friends will be here soon?" She asked.
Kurt cracked a grin as he simply stated," Do not vorry, Fraulein, they'll be here soon enough."
Andrea sighed and muttered to herself, "I sure hope so or else we'll both develop a case of hypothermia." Her tone seemed hollow and distant, even to herself," So how are they exactly going to pick you up?"
He let out a low chuckle and told her that she'd have to see it to believe it.
Andrea scoffed slightly and asked," What is it? Is it, like, a private limo or a secret agent helicopter?"
He just looked up, gave her a small smile, and stated," It's something like that."
In the distance, she could hear a low rumble approaching them, travelling quite quickly. Very, very quickly. Andrea stared down the road, squinting her eyes narrowly. Once she realized it wasn't a car of some sort, she warily directed her eyes to the sky. Then, she saw it.
"O-Oh God, is that i-i-it?" She stuttered out, dazed by the aircraft that was approaching them nearly at the speed of light. Her eyes widened slightly when he confirmed it. The jet swiftly passed them and made a U-turn in the sky, slanting downwards for the ground.
"They aren't r-really trying to l-land that thing in this p-parking l-lot?" She asked Kurt in a stunned tone.
"It's the only vay, Fraulein," He spoke to her knowingly. She couldn't comprehend why his voice was devoid of any fear or shock. She had to choke down a cry of terror, as the jet swooped down trying to make a clear landing before pulling into the air again. She watched intently as it made another turn in the sky and repeated the past two steps again. Andrea wanted to run into the church when the jet-black plane came into contact with the ground.
The ground gave a steady vibration that upgraded to a massive shaking, as the plane rolled to a complete halt. She silently wondered if the church would collapse from the thrashing of the ground. It felt like an earthquake in California.
Kurt murmured quietly as if to read her mind," Do not panic, Andrea, I can promise you. Nothing will fall." His soothing tone seemed to quietly put an end to her fears. While Andrea was plagued by fear that the city would collapse or the jet would spin out of control, she hadn't realized that the aircraft came to a stop and the quake had ceased.
She cracked one eye open when Kurt stated," Welcome to the Blackbird."
She gave a thorough examination of the Blackbird with her eyes. The glossy outer painting of black was accented by the moonlight. She was entranced by the beauty of the spectacular vehicle; she hadn't noticed a door extend from the bottom of the Blackbird.
Out of the door stepped a semi-tall woman, beautiful in comparison to Andrea. In contrast to Andrea's snow-white skin, she had a nice caramel tone to her skin. She had long, gorgeous white hair that shone luminously in the light with sparkling blue eyes. She was clad in a fine leather suit with the identical silver X around her waist.
"Kurt!" She called out, hopping off of the jet and ran over to the two. Andrea stared down at her Nike sneakers, clearly embarrassed by her ragged appearance. She felt a weight being lifted from her shoulder and she dared to look up. The lady supported Kurt on her own shoulder now.
Kurt muttered faintly," Guter Abend der, Ororo." (Good evening, Ororo.)
Ororo looked up to Andrea and extended her hand.
"My name's Ororo Monroe."
Andrea jabbed her hand forward and replied," Andrea Johnson."
Once the two shook hands, Ororo gave her thanks for taking care of Kurt for the past 10 minutes and Andrea just gave her a couple 'Mmhmm's and 'Yeah's. Inwardly, Andrea wondered why she was being so rude to the fine woman. But she secretly knew the answer.
'It's because she's prettier than you,' an inner voice admitted the truth.
The group of three turned to part their ways, Andrea to the church and Kurt and Ororo to the Blackbird. Silence settled as they all finished proclaiming their thanks and goodbyes. The rain seemed to cease while they talked and Andrea stood on the church porch, secretly wondering where to go to. She briefly considered asking Ororo and company for help, but the idea was dismissed for she figured they could care less. Ororo and Kurt were conversing in hushed tones when Scott yelled from the pilot's seat, "Professor says bring the girl with us!"
"Why?" Ororo asked, with clear irritation laced into her words. She had to admit that she was annoyed with Andrea's attitude towards her, but she finally gave in when the thought occurred to her that if she was a mutant and stayed at the institute their relationship could get better with time.
"I don't know. Professor X says that he wants that information to remain confidential."
Ororo gave a quick shrug of her shoulders and turned to face Andrea, who was reopening the doors to the church.
"Hey, Andrea! Wait up!"
Cautiously, Andrea turned, her hand tightened around the handle.
"What?"
Ororo seemed to give her a warm smile, "Want to come with us?"
Andrea cocked an eyebrow. "Why?" Their hint of suspicion to her tone.
"I don't really know, but we can feed you and give a bed to sleep in for the night."
Her hand released the handle, and she took a couple steps towards them. "How do I know you're not a group of psychotic serial killers?"
"Wouldn't we've killed you by now if we were? All alone, no one else here, perfect place for a murder. Catch my drift?"
"You have a point there," Andrea said carelessly and with a shrug of her shoulders she began towards the jet.
"Let's go."
Ororo and Kurt exchanged a look and briefly shook their heads. The trio entered the jet and settled in. Andrea examined the interior. The seats were platinum as were the walls and some parts of the ceiling and a strange aroma of leather plagued the air. As she entered, she noticed that the three weren't the only ones in the jet.
Seating in the pilot's seat was a man. He had short, brown hair that curled inwards slightly in the front. Covering his eyes was a red, band-like type of specialized glasses. She cocked an eyebrow as she commented," Nice shades." He just gave her a slight nod as though he'd been told that before.
She sat down in the seat directly behind his seat. Ororo laid Kurt down into the seat next to her and went up to the front to join Scott.
"Who's the girl?" He asked with a sense of curiosity.
Ororo glanced back briefly at her before answering," Andrea Johnson."
He gave a slight recognition to her and said," Scott Summers," before looking back up to Ororo and asked," Does she know?"
Andrea, slightly annoyed of being ignored, interrupted," Know what?"
Everyone looked at Andrea and stared at each of their faces, searching for an answer of some sort.
"I thought we'd be better off letting the Professor explain that."
Andrea furrowed her eyebrows in confusion. What did they have to hide from her? She knew that they weren't murderers or any sort of rapists. Their characteristics just didn't match up. Maybe they were drug dealers? Strippers? She shook her head in denial. Truly, Andrea wasn't sure what to think by now. As Andrea sat their contemplating the day in review and the thought struck her.
They were mutants.
A/N: Okay! It's here! Chapter 6! I'm not really sure what to think of this chapter. I started it Christmas Eve and it feels somewhat rushed……My albino squirrel with rabies will eat you if you don't review…….Beware