I'm so excited! I consider the first chapter to be a BIG HIT and I LOVED reading all of your wonderful OCs. I wanted to introduce Shadowcat and Nightcrawler as well as give you some more information. Thanks to everyone who reviewed and I tried to reply to all of them! Let me stop talking. :D
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[Edit: March 14-Big Edit. I sorta rewrote this. Sorta. Most of it's the same. I just added and took out a few lines here and there. :D]
Tempest
As Tempest was flying towards the site the professor had given her, a thought ran across her mind. She had received the distress call 1 week ago... and she was sure the AMA didn't come a week ago. Something wasn't clicking right, and she was sure it wasn't her belt.
Shadowcat and Nightcrawler... Apparently they were the only ones to escape, which didn't surprise her. Phasing and Teleporting sure had their perks. But... what about the Brotherhood? The Professor hadn't said anything about their whereabouts. Were they captured? Were they in hiding? Dead?
The woman sighed. It was still all too much to take in. She thought it'd be something simple like taking down giant robots. She didn't want to be away from home for too long. Hopefully, Cheena was taking care of things. Hopefully he wasn't mad.
Tempest descended until she was walking on solid ground. She had made it to the correct coordinates, and she was utterly surprised. No big mansions or cottage homes, just a large blue freight car box. In the middle of a desert. She walked over to the door, where a metal device, implanted inside the wall, had the words 'Voice Identification' in green running across it.
"Ororo Munroe" the woman said.
"Voice Identification: Success. Welcome Storm" the automated voice said. She'd have to change the last word.
The door unlocked, and Tempest opened it, stepping inside slowly. It was surprisingly bigger than it looked on the outside. On the blue walls were pictures of, what she guessed, mutants. Some had black X's on them while others had scarlet A's. Some had addresses on them.
A few had caught her eye. In one section, under the word 'X-Men', the members were listed. Most of them had black X's. Cyclops, Jean Grey, Rogue, Xavier, Wolverine, Spike, and a few others. There were two addresses over Shadowcat and Nightcrawler, but she didn't get a good enough look to memorize them when a voice spooked her.
"Intriguing, isn't it?"
Tempest whipped around, facing the blonde woman, hands sparking with electricity. The woman had on a white suit with white heels. "Who are you and how'd you find me?"
"Who am I? Ya know, I should be asking you the same question, except, I already know who you are, Ororo Munroe." Tempest gasped. "Besides, you're standing in my box."
"You. Are you a telepath?"
The woman smiled. "Yeah, but I didn't have to be psychic to know who you are. Professor Xavier told me about you. He said you were coming, although, that was a year ago" The woman said, walking over to Tempest. "You can put your hands down"
Tempest rolled her eyes. She had forgotten they were still charged with electricity. She complied. "Who-"
"I'm Emma Frost. After you left the mansion, I took your position as a part-time teacher. I had gotten a job with the AMA when they first started. My powers as a mutant stayed hidden. I was the insider the X-Men needed to keep tabs on the AMA. I was dispatched out here to research mutants. Of course, I never showed anyone these" Emma said, referencing to the pictures spiraled across her walls.
"I see." Ororo said. Even more to take in. Great.
"The Professor wanted you, of all people, to lead the X-Men. Which is quite surprising. I mean, you, of all people. All you can do is manipulate storms, but the Professor trusted you with his life."
"You're a mind reader... and bitter" Tempest replied. Emma smirked and changed the subject.
"Your job is to get Shadowcat and Nightcrawler on your side. After all, that's what the professor wanted."
Tempest stared at the woman, frowning. "How do I know I can trust you?"
"You don't. But I'm all that you have. These are the locations of them." Emma said, handing the white-haired woman a piece of paper. She smirked... again.
Tempest made her way to the door, trying to ignore the creepy staring. "What?"
"I have a feeling that we'll have an amazing friendship."
So far, the feeling was one-sided.
"I'll see you guys later!" Kitty said, waving to her co-workers. She stepped out of the coffee joint. She sighed, dialing a number into her phone. "Yeah, Kurt. I'm on my way home" she hung up. She started walking home. It was a fairly decent walk, about a mile away. Normally, Kitty would have taken the bus, or a bike for that matter, but she was barely making ends meet as it was. Taking care of two people when you're only getting paid minimum wage was something she'd certainly never dreamed of. She'd been working for a whole year, and she hadn't been promoted once. Not to mention people were stingy with tips these days.
Halfway home, she felt uneasy. A few minutes later, she could hear light footsteps behind her. She picked up her pace. The other person did too. Terrifying thoughts began to swarm her head. What if she was attacked? What if she would have to use her powers? What if she was sent to the camps? She had heard the adult camps were much harsher than the youngster ones and being 19, she was past the kiddy line.
The footsteps were getting closer, and if Kitty started running, they might too. But she could scream! Surely, someone would hear her... unless the person was with a group. Then a van could pull up and snatch her frail body in. Who wouldn't want to kidnap her?
Kitty's mind swarmed with all the things the person could do to her. All the things that would make her suffer. She quickly dug in her purse for the pepper spray. "Where is it? Where is it?" she mumbled to herself panicking. Damn. She'd forgotten to buy some more after she used the last bottle up. The creeps around her neighborhood were relentless. She grabbed her wallet, and dropped her purse, beginning to run.
After a while she didn't hear any footsteps and when she looked back, no one was there. Not even a little kid playing on the sidewalk. She sighed. Ever since the AMA came a year ago, she had been so paranoid. Although, she wasn't as bad as Kurt was. He... he needed rehab. She turned around bumping into something that caused her to fall. When she looked up, she swear she was seeing a ghost.
"S-S-stor-"
"It's Tempest now, honey" Ororo said, helping the girl up.
Kitty attacked the woman, hugging her as tight as she could. It was good seeing another living member of the team.
"Stor-I mean Tempest! Like, what are you doing here?" Tempest smiled. Kitty mentally frowned at the mentioning of the word 'Like'. Right when she could finally say five sentences with the dreaded word, an old member had to bring it right back up again.
"I need your help"
Kitty frowned. Classic. "Me and Kurt gave up that life a long time ago"
"Then tell me why Kurt already accepted my offer. I asked him earlier and he was ecstatic to help." The white-haired woman said.
"Oh...he did, huh? That's not what he said a few days ago! But... I still can't. I just started my life again! I just want to be normal! I can't take those camps! You know what they'd do to a pretty face like me?!" Kitty cried.
"Come on, Kitty. After all that time at the mansion and now you wanna be normal? You are normal and the sooner you accept that, the better off you'll be" The older woman said. "You're not human...at least by the AMA's quota. You're a mutant. A X-Men."
Kitty suddenly found her feet interesting. She looked up smiling, a small tear in her eyes. "When do we start?"
A white CR Z Hybrid pulled up beside the two mutants. The tinted windows rolled down. Emma was in the front seat. Kurt was in the back. "Get in!" Emma said. Once Kitty had put on her seat belt, she punched the smiling blue boy in the shoulder.
"Ow!" he yelped, rubbing his shoulder. "What was that for?" He'd lost his accent too.
"For giving in so easily!"
Nightcrawler starred outside the car window, the scenery changing as they drove. It was more beautiful than he remembered. After that event a year ago, his watch had run out of the special batteries Forge made for it. No juice, no normal, no life. He had to hide in Kitty's apartment and be taken care of like a baby.
He remembered when Storm, er, Tempest came knocking at the door. He was so terrified that someone might see him. When he looked through the peephole, he quickly pulled the weather manipulator inside. He hugged her, glad to know someone from the X-Team was still alive. Before she could even finish her proposal, Kurt had already agreed to join.
"Hey?" Tempest called from the front seat.
"Yeah?" Nightcrawler asked.
"Like, what is it, Sto- Tempest?" It took some time getting used to the new name. Maybe she and Kurt could get some new ones. It would be cool.
"You guys said the AMA invaded the X-Mansion a year ago, right"
"Yup!" The fuzzy male said.
"Like, why?" Kitty asked.
"I got the distress call a week ago... which is strange..."
"Yeah, that is strange..." Kitty said. "I remember sending it while the others were fighting..."
"Maybe there was something wrong with the internet in Africa?"
"Wakanda was more advanced than any country in the world in the 17th century." Tempest replied. "I'm sure it wasn't the internet."
"Well, whatever the reason, it can wait. We're here." Emma said. The car had stopped at the gates of a Mutant Camp. The guards were slowly walking up the car.
"So, like, how are we going to do this?" Kitty asked.
"In three days, Tempest will create a terrible storm. The Mutants you gather will use that as the time to escape." Emma said.
"You guys are also not going to have your abilities." Tempest added. "The AMA recently stated that all prisoners are to wear a prohibitor collar at all times. When I create the storm, just get out and we'll deal with them later."
"Awww man!" Nightcrawler cried. "Blue fuzz and collars do not go together!" Kurt held up his watch to Tempest. "Can you give it a little jolt?"
Tempest sighed and sent a small stream of electricity into the device. Kurt beamed, going through the options and picking his old look, modifying it so he looked older. "Purrrfect!"
The guards tapped on the window. Emma rolled it down.
"Officer."
"State yer business"
"Dropping two prisoners off. They're in the back." The guard did a hand motion and the other guards rudely pulled the mutants out the back seat.
"What are der powers?"
"With the collars, why does it matter?" Emma said smirking. The man grumbled and the others put the collars around their necks. The green collar turned red.
"Have a nice day, ladies" Emma rolled up the window and sped off. Kurt looked at Kitty, smiling.
"Wipe that hideous smile off your disgusting face!" a bulky woman said. She had the muscles of a three men and probably the strength too.
"Perfect description of yourself!" Kurt backfired. She grunted, spitting in his face. Kurt spat back; it landed on her shoe. The woman kicked Kurt in the stomach, causing him to double over in pain.
"Kurt! Stop! Don't hurt him! Please!" Kitty yelled.
The woman pressed a button. It sent a jolt of electricity throughout his body, causing him to cry out in pain. He fainted.
"Take him to the Dungeon!" The guards picked him up and started carrying him away. The woman looked at Kitty.
"You." the woman pointed her bulky fingers at Kitty's face. "You see what happens to people who disrespect me? I'm Commander Sir. You'll listen to me and address me by Commander Sir every time you speak. Am I clear?"
"Yes, Commander Sir...M'am...Sir..."
"Very good. Put her with the others" Commander Sir said. They pushed the girl inside. It was like a prison. Giant gray buildings and a dusty courtyard. And worse of all, everyone had on black jumpsuits! This would be hell.
Emma and Ororo stood on a hill, watching the events unfold.
"Say, why we're gone, why don't we recruit some adults?" Emma said, smiling.
"It's like you read my mind" Tempest smiled.
Three Days... Three long days.
Chapter 2
A Storm is Brewing
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