He wanted me to scout along with him and his officers? I couldn't believe it as we walked through the streets. I mean I'd only been around the last two days and he was taking me with him. He'd praised my mutation after the fight with John or Pyro whatever you preferred. John had been one of the nicer people I'd met, since coming into Creed's aquaintence.
John, Creed, and even Mort (Toad) were going out of their way to make me feel welcome. The others ignored me for the most part, except for Mystique. She'd been a real bitch making cocky comments and giving me hateful looks everytime she happened to be around. Creed had been friendly, but I was becoming more and more wary of him. I'd caught him watching me with a strange glint in his eye too often to trust him very far. He'd been the one to drag me into this, but he was no longer the one I looked to. No, I began to trust and respect Eric more and more. Not Eric, Magneto, he prefered his mutant name more than the one he'd been born with saying it was his true identity.
I glanced to the other side of the street. Creed cocked his head at me, before turning the corner. John walking beside me, quickly taking my arm leading me across the street.
"Baby, I ever tell you that you make me burn?" he teased.
I laughed softly, "No, but I recommend a cold shower."
He was full of boyish charm, his wild blond hair covering one of his eyes. "Cut to the quick," he held his hand over his heart.
I laughed and we followed not far behind Creed. On the other side of the street I noticed a small man with yellow eyes, Mystique I realized. John pinched my side to gain my attention, pointing on the rooftop several buildings down from us. In the dark, it to a moment for my eyes to adjust and make out the caped figure of Magneto.
My stomach dropped, my mind blanked, every nerve in my body growing tense, and even my hair loosened flowing around me, thrumming with pent up energy. John, who'd never admit it, was nervous of my hair and released me to make more room between us. Something was fixing to happen, unsure if I wanted to be involved, I debated on runnning. Then, it was too late, I was running beside John.
We rounded the corner, Mystique and Creed already in the midst of battle. A young woman lay on the ground, her clothing in tatters, her head down. I moved quickly to her as John jumped in beside Creed.
I bent touching her shoulder softly, she backed into the wall behind her. Her purple eyes wide as she finally looked up at me. "Your a mutant?" I had to bend to her ear to be heard over the fray behind me. I was terrified I'd be shot in the back, but I had to get her moved. Glancing around though, I saw a man ready to pin Creed with a knife.
It only took seconds for my hair to wrap around his neck, sending enough currents to take him out. I barely glanced at my first kill as I was pulled back to the victem's attention.
"Yes." She cried, throwing herself in my arms. I pulled her up, trying to drag her around the corner I'd just come from. She leaned heavily on me, sobbing aloud, I kept glancing around at all the men that were shooting and fighting with my newly found friends. Magneto was among the mess now, and it seemed to grow before my eyes. The back door of the building opened allowing more men with guns.
I jerked her around, deciding it best to keep going. "So what do you do?" I asked trying to get the girl to stop her useless wailing.
"I can change my eye color." she admitted. I gave her a sharp glance.
"That's it?" Unfuckingbelievable! We go to help a mutant and she's barely a mutant, I mean barely what I though a mutant should be.
"Yeah." A fresh round of tears started, and I was getting aggravated.
"So what happened?"
"They knew who I was." She muttered crying still. "I was on they're 'list', they were going to... I mean I though-"
I interrupted already guessing what a group of men would do with a pretty woman, especially one they held no respect for. "So who was that? I mean was that really FOH back there?"
"I didn't know at first, but yeah. There was a bunch of them, do you think your friends will be alright?" she asked.
I stopped, debating on going back. I was of no use unless I was close enough to actually touch somebody and they had guns. I wasn't getting close to guns. She couldn't do anything, so I was stuck in a rock and a hard spot. "I'd be more help getting you out of there, your the reason we got involved in the first place." Or at least I hoped that's why we jumped in.
"I don't live far." She had the look of fear in her eyes, I knew it well. I'd take her home and make sure she was settled, then I'd deal with consequences.