*groan*
Waking up at 2:30 am and not getting back to sleep
Lots, of writing.
A very tired writer, but lots of writing
Disclaimer: DO NOT OWN ANYTHING! Apart from Atta, David and any other OC I decide to put in this story (heist on Marvel yet again postponed until after my grandma goes home)
P.S thanks to Elliot Forrest and Valkyrie-Pleasant who reviewed
Also: Beast, Banshee and Havoc might be slightly OOC
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A few minuets ago…
Behind the doors stood mystery mutant, another sandy haired teen who was scowling at me and a mutant covered in blue fur.
But the man who caught my eye was the one sitting in a wheelchair. He was too young to have been put there by old age; heck he looked to be no older than a third of my age. Unlike the three others he just looked at me with polite curiosity.
He looked exactly like…
I shook my head briefly then smiled lightly at the guy in the wheel chair
"I'm guessing you're the telepath then Xavier" I said
Now…
If Xavier wasn't confused before, he was now.
He frowned and went to put two fingers to his forehead, I was quicker, I whipped my hand out and his hand froze half way to his head.
Blue-furry guy snarled, mystery mutant and sandy-haired dude jumped forward scowling. I rolled my eyes at them and set Xavier's hand on his lap.
"Sheesh I'm not gonna hurt him" I said with a snort, mystery mutant stepped forward angrily
"Well how are we supposed to know that!" he barked, I looked at Xavier
"Because I don't think I'd be able to" I said. I turned to Xavier "I don't think any of the telepath's I've met have been as strong you. And I've met a few." Unfortunately I added silently. I held out my hand.
"Now I don't think we've actually met, I'm Atta Quintin, telekinetic. I know your last name's Xavier and your first name is… Chuck?... Charlie?"
"Charles" Xavier said shaking my hand "Telepath as you all ready know" he had one of those accents that were a soft mix of British and American, I grinned at him cheekily.
"Eh, I was close enough" I said with a shrug
"Is any one else feeling confused?" David asked randomly, I saw the three other mutants nod their heads absently from the corner of my eye.
Charles and I ignored them. I looked him in the eye
"I'll let down my shields as long as you promise not to pry" I said seriously.
Charles nodded and put his fingers to his forehead and I slowly let down the walls I had painstakingly learned to place around my mind, trusting him not to go against his word.
My trust wasn't misplaced; Charles withdrew from my mind with a smile
"Well Atta, you must tell me what life was like in the eighteen hundreds" he said, a twinkle in his eye.
I beamed at him as my ears took in the surprised and confused gasps from the still un-named mutants and a snicker from David.
"I am sorry about the icy reception, but it's not always that strangers follow my students home and know how to block a simple mind probe" He said
"And if they can it's usually bad news" mystery mutant said, crossing his arms.
I grinned at him, I am bad news.
Charles snorted, and I smiled at him knowing exactly what he'd heard.
"Well," I said clapping my hands together "Introductions" I pulled David forward.
"You all know me now, Atta Quintin, Telekinetic who might or might not age" I said cryptically, still smiling.
The sandy haired mutant nodded and crossed his arms in a very 'cool dude' position, while mystery mutant and furry-guy smiled at me maybe slightly confused.
"And this," I said dragging an unwilling David in front of me "Is David Cristian"
David held out a hand "Blind Technopath" He muttered under his breath. I nudged him in the ribs.
"Technopath" He said, louder this time. Sandy hair was the only one not to shake his hand.
Charles smiled "Wonderful! You'll have to show me the full extent of your powers, I have to say, your mutation is very unique" he said,
David flushed in pleasure at the compliments
Charles gestured the others forward "And these are my students"
Mystery mutant grinned as he stepped forward "Sean Cassidy or Banshee,"
"He's a screamer" the sandy haired one quipped from the corner.
Sean glared at him, then shrugged "Best way to describe it I guess" he said
"Alex Summers, usually Havoc, I do something with energy beams" sandy haired one, or I guess Alex now, shook our hands with the same neutral expression.
Furry-guy held out his hand "And I'm Hank McCoy otherwise known as Beast, the name is sort of explanatory" he said, from the glasses on his nose and the text-book on advanced genetics in his hand, I was guessing he was also the resident genius
I turned my gaze on Charles "Students? Making a school for the 'gifted' are we?" I made air quotes around 'gifted'.
Truthfully, I thought it was a wonderful Idea. I'd all ready lived through two wars, and let me tell you; War = not fun, nuh uh, not at all.
Sure some stupid in the head boys might think 'oh, yay! A war! A chance to play with guns and leave mum at home worrying about if I'll come home alive! What fun!'
But let me tell you; being in the front lines and seeing people die as you watch, their legs blown off or skulls crushed (A/N: sorry, grim picture) isn't at all nice.
Humans tended to be scared of what they don't understand, and no matter what, they won't understand everything. And that they're scared of the will try to wipe out; people suddenly being able to read your thoughts or create fire at a movement of their hand for no reason at all is what hey see as a perfectly good excuse to kill the scary people who can turn your own body against you or burn down a house at a flick of a hand.
Charles was a genius, If someone could teach mutants to control their powers and show people that we're not to be feared. It wouldn't start a full out war.
Wonder if he needs any help…
I saw Charles beam up at me; he'd obviously been listening in on my minor rant
"I believe we have similar aims Atta, and yes I can do with all the willing help I can get" he said, eyes shining
"Well consider it done!" I said happily.
I'M SOOORRRRRRYYY! PLEASE DON'T KILL ME!
*Hides from angry readers*
I know it's short but Editoravage292 said it was to long and made me cut it in half!
(Either that or he hasn't edited the other half)
Will post a long one next week!
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