Emerging Crisis

Disclaimer: All familiar characters belong to Marvel or Hasbro. I own Leon, Farrah, and Eve. All other OCs belong to their respective creators.

Chapter 3: Returning Home

At the Hellion House…

Beavertron and Empath were knocked unconscious by Roulette and Catseye. The two teenage girls did not appreciate being videotaped in the middle of their cat-fight. The feral mutant huffed,

"This'll teach you not to tape Catseye when fighting for Catseye's mate Ace!"

Jennifer scoffed,

"Yeah, right, furball. Ace wants me!"

The cat-fighting had resumed and Emma Frost was rubbing the bridge of her nose,

"Just one headache after another. I don't need anything else to happen today."

Just then, her phone rang. She picked it up,

"Hello?"

In about ten seconds into the conversation, she screeched at the top of her lungs,

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU DON'T KNOW WHERE HE IS? OUR INFORMATION SAID HE IS IN SAN DIEGO! DID TAROT AND MONET GO AFTER ACE AGAIN? HE DID WHAT TO BEEF!!! NEVER MIND, JUST GET BACK HERE NOW!"

She slammed the phone down,

"I am surrounded by IDIOTS!"

Roulette and Catseye stopped their fighting and looked at the headmistress of the Hellion school. Sharon asked,

"Why is Miss Frost upset?"
Emma slumped in her chair, staring at the ceiling,

"I get information on a possible mutant sighting, and Tarot and Monet are trying to get to Wildstar, Beef is racking up a huge food bill, and Jetstream can't stop talking like a blithering idiot for more than five seconds."
She yelled,

"I HATE MY LIFE!"

Meanwhile…

Using his new speed, Leon had managed to get back to San Diego and to where he was originally supposed to be. As he walked in, he knew he was late, and was greeted by a shout,

"WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?"

That voice belonged to a white-haired teenage girl, about sixteen, a short red skirt and red sweater. Her name is Farrah Willows, daughter of Eve Willows, a famous genetic researcher. Farrah has a crush on Leon.

Farrah walked up to him, hitting him over the head,

"Don't scare me like that again."

She tilted her head,

"You're too sexy to die young."

Leon sighed,

"Farrah, please. I am just here for the test results."

The white-haired teen smiled seductively,

"Would you care to add dinner to that, handsome?"

The red-eyed teen sighed,

"There's no use in trying to say otherwise, right?"

Farrah nodded,

"Yep. You can't resist a woman as beautiful and as svelte as me."

She spun around, and Leon admitted to himself, Farrah did have a willowy, yet curvy, figure. Farrah giggled,

"Gymnastics does a body good."

Just then, a blonde woman with glasses and a surprisingly striking figure walked out of the lab,

"Mr. Maxwell?"

Farrah whined,

"Mom, we were having a moment here."

Farrah's mother, Dr. Eve Willows, was an accredited genetic researcher. She often worked in the lab while Farrah did her homework, but Eve's icy eyes meant there was more to her than people were willing to find out.

Eve directed,

"If you would come this way, Mr. Maxwell, I can explain the results of those tests."

Farrah coiled her arms around her 'boyfriend',

"I'm coming too. You know; emotional support."

The older scientist was about to scold her when Leon shook his head,

"It's all right. I'm sure it's not any trouble at all."

Later…

"So, Mr. Maxwell, the test results indicate that you are not a mutant."
Leon scratched his head at Eve's conclusion,

"How is that possible? I mean, I have red eyes. On top of that, I had all these powers emerge so quickly. How can I not be a mutant?"

Eve shook her head,

"I don't know yet. I will need to run more extensive tests to determine that. However, it is possible that you gained these powers through other means. For instance, experimentation or perhaps the atypical results of being exposed to foreign substances…"

Farrah added,

"Or you could be an alien, or even have mystical powers."

Leon looked at them,

"I doubt I'm an alien, and I don't know how to pull a rabbit out of my hat."

Farrah smirked,

"I think I can tell you more about it…over dinner."

Eve decided to do something,

"Excuse me for one moment, please."

She left the room and went to her private office. She closed the door and made a phone call,

"Massachusetts Academy, please."

The line rang for a few seconds before Emma picked up,

"BEEF!!! IF YOU'RE STUFFING YOUR FACE AGAIN, YOU'RE DEAD!"

Eve blinked at that and asked slowly,

"Miss Frost?"

Emma noticeably calmed down,

"Dr. Willows, my esteemed pawn. Tell me, what news do you have for me?"

Eve explained,

"Do you remember that report on the possible new mutant in San Diego? Well, it's possible he may not be a mutant after all."
At this, there was a loud thud. Eve asked,

"Miss Frost, is everything all right over there?"

Catseye groaned,

"Miss Frost fainted. Somebody get the water."
A loud splash was heard and Emma looked up,

"EMPATH! I WILL KILL YOU!"
Sounds of someone getting strangled could be heard, followed by their pleas for mercy,

"AAACCKK! ACK! AAAGHH!"

Another loud thud was heard and Emma asked slowly,

"Now, tell me that again? You're saying that this mutant may not even be a mutant?"

Eve explained,

"Not in a traditional sense. You see, the mutant gene is noticed because it has not had enough time to develop or properly integrate within normal human DNA. However, in this case, it seems he mutated without an X-gene. I am still running tests, but, as of right now, the mutant you want is not a mutant."

The blonde telepath blinked for a few seconds before saying,

"Find out all you can."
She slammed the phone down and noticed Jetstream, Beef, Monet, and Tarot walk in at that moment. The diamond metamorph shrieked,

"YOU FOUR LOST TO A FLAT SCAN!"

Beef was stunned,

"What? That kid was a flat scan?"

Jetstream shook his head,

"Impossible. There's no way…"
Monet was nursing her jaw,

"This cannot be more hum-."

Just then, she began coughing and choking on something. The powerhouse mutant coughed into her hands and, when she looked, she noticed a tooth had gotten loose. Tears welled up as she cried out,

"I LOST A TOOTH! NOW ACE WILL HATE ME BECAUSE I LOOK SO UGLY!"
She clenched her fists,

"It's that kid's fault! I'll kill him for this, I swear!"
She stormed out of the room, swearing and plotting her revenge. Tarot smirked,

"Well, less competition for Ace."
Catseye pounced,

"Catseye is Ace's mate, not yours!"

And thus, another cat-fight broke out between the remaining three Hellion girls. Emma sighed,

"I need another drink."

Next Chapter:

Besides the Hellions, another group has an interest in the red-eyed teen. Find out who, next time.